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| WITH THAT ONE LAST STRING THERE IS STILL HOPE FOR US TO BRING THE LOVE WE DID GROPE I AWAIT YOUR RETURN TO ME WITH OPEN ARMS WARM KISSES FROM YOUR MARIE I MISS YOUR LOVELY CHARMS I MISS YOUR TOUCH AND HOPE FOR YOU TO BRING THE LOVE I MISS SO MUCH AS I CLING TO THIS "ONE" LAST STRING |
| ... OF HOPE ... orignal poem by MaRi ~!~ LaPoema 06-AUG-2001 |
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