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Misty soft eyes, scanty hair, lovely chin of my grandfather within Teasing and sometimes fighting, couldn't get him enough when he began pranking ..

With all of innocence and purity I was born Opened my eyes to the love and care the world offered Caressed the flowers and buds Winked back at th..

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In the hymns of dark night and moonlit sky my thoughts wander around you. The love imperfect, friendly and subtly lustful. The pain of missing you..

Like a book, worn and thick, I found it in the cobwebs of my thoughts My heart lept with joy Wanting to read it more I made to get it Farther it we..

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