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| Quietly I make my way while reading lusty novels to keep my lonely stirred and out of trouble. Simply I walk my path while listening for a footstep to fall sneaky up behind me and gift me with a grin. Tenderly I shelter my worry and dream of bigger days and what messages come from listening to a heart still strongly beating. | |
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      very lovely   | |
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      Thank you
 Harold     Kaalena   | |
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      love the line
 "to keep my lonely stirred and out of trouble."       | |
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