Monday, January 29, 2018

Snow On The River Comments

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It was back when skies were bluer and hearts were worn on sleeves
I'd fallen for the first time, into love, head over heels
Then chased its shadow, traced its trail, and held it here and there:
This dream that sparks such blinding flames and haunts us everywhere
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Butch Decatoria 22 June 2019

Love her, not live her... misspelled that...sorry

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Butch Decatoria 21 June 2019

What an epic length to this write, kudos.... let her know you live her without words... thanks for sharing. Peace.

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