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The roll books of the stars are kept
In files atom-size, Yet just one glimpse of you or me Would fill up all the skies. I am a mystery to me As you must be to you. How could we hope to understand The mystery of two? So we will feel what we must feel And find some word to fit, Even though we look inside And see that isn't it; And I will think of you no matter What I'm thinking of, Even though I know it's much Too soon to call it love. Nicholas Gordon |
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i like it very nice..
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Thank you
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That was nice,thanks for sharing.
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anytime hun, lazyj knows i didn't write it but that's how i feel
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IT IS AN INDIVIDUAL PERCEPTION KATER, THAT YOU CALL IT LOVE, IT HAPPENS REGARDLESS OF THE ANY TIME, AND BOUNDARIES. IT HAPPENS IN SECONDS AND IT NEVER HAPPENS IN YEARS.'BUT A LOVE IS A LOVE, CARRYING ITS OWN WINGS AND HARD TO SAY ABOUT IT, WHEN, WHERE AND WHO?
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