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inspired and life
a sight to behold
in this story of love
retold. heavy laden the terms of this world and we bare its weight upon our weary shoulders. fast traveled the news of the day, brace for the storm that comes this way. brace for the wars on their shores we wage. brace for the decision of a leader of men in whom we trust. where in the news or in this world does love exist in same. I can't even say, nor will I try to explain in corny verse. simply we live in love and are not of the world. it crashes coldly and her strength inspires me to peace and a distance from it, we reside in the clouds at times gazing fondly into each others eyes to the eager demise of the normal passer by. its true indeed even when too much seems to be at our feet she is all I need to again be free.
to my love
I am here
today tomorrow and forever, it is my proverbial heart in which you reside for all time and there too your princess can hide we are of one love with no mold to match and it is a gift a refined metal made pure that shall always endure.
For Brenda my inspiration and my life....
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