Warm,
Warm, gentle, and sweet
A smile finds my lips.
Calm,
Calm, fading, and soft
The lids begin to drop.
Dream,
Dream, whisper, and fly
These thoughts all slip away...
Warm, Warm, gentle, and sweet A smile finds my lips. Calm, Calm, fading, and soft The lids begin to drop. Dream, Dream, whisper, and fly These thoughts all slip away... |
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March 21, 2006
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