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April 03, 2006

Moments

Breezes gone by at the distance of a twilight's throw
Where the night sky falls and the moonlight glows
And the sounds from Neptune comes and goes
To the balcony of hopes
With moments passing by with good things
Taken by the thousands of memories
'Til the light of solitaire comes many
Moments where we cope

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I know that feeling well. Good choice of words.

Posted by: Kristin | April 03, 2006