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" thecryingseasons"
and whistled
the wind
to embrace
such sad n lonely
wher the fire
startled embers
within the depths
of shy spirit
where I
could hear
the accappela
coming from er
cry of whispers
sav me from
the darkness
so i too
can kno lov
to giv lov
jus to be
loved
* blue
© gary bell
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