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The wind...I call
Lovely moves with grace upon the wind. This flower...I call Sweetie budded with beauty never seen before. The sun...I call Honey shines warm love into my awaiting soul. This cloud...I call My Shield protects me when my path is not all clear. The rain...I call My Own falls with me washing away my tears. Krystle McGee |
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very nice write
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yes, very nice
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thank you all
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Cute! Loved it.
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