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O,Time!
Let me feel your fingers - stroking my pained heart, calming my pulsing torment, soothing my tortured brow. Can you whisper in my ear, tell me - that I did not invent agony, that hearts can overbeat and live, that I, too, will survive? O,Time! Move toward me until I may move toward you! © LCA 31 May 2009 |
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Very nice...
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O,Time! Let me feel your fingers - stroking my pained heart, calming my pulsing torment, soothing my tortured brow. Can you whisper in my ear, tell me - that I did not invent agony, that hearts can overbeat and live, that I, too, will survive? O,Time! Move toward me until I may move toward you! © LCA 31 May 2009 That is gorgeous. Wow ((((())))) |
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