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Sunday, April 22, 2012
stolen seconds stolen moments cant erase the time we spent together, i was free light as a feather , my heart bounced from high to low and hit like a hard blow . cool nights cooled my skin and the warmth from the sun had only begun . freedom was the things that had escaped me . only you could see the real me.