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Sunday, March 11, 2012

There was a full moon, and I shivered. I shook in my boots from head to toe.
There was a song on the radio, it sounded so familiar. I laid down on the floor to see stars flying by.

Where time and space becomes irrelevant, we dance under candles that flicker and shine.
Where time and space becomes something we have forgotten, I will meet you there if you will come.

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