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Friday, August 11, 2017

When the morning dew stop falling,

At each special moment did you think of them, so devoted never wishing your love would end and those simple things we together shared, Were your diamond eyes sparkling brightly unimpaired.
Do you remember when love was only new and anticipation tingled in our heart so true, It was gentle as the night and bright as the Sun.
Tomorrow Sun may never rise again.. maybe, the surest hillside would slope to the plain, Who knows... what the mouth couldn't explain.