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romancandle
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in the works theres visions of grand themes filled with ribbons of dreams fashioned to the future with love. nothing quite like that simple way were reminded were so mortal. take from me the thing that makes me weak, that air that i breathe, the vital life that grows in my heart for that which is not with me. nothing is so small, and in no way forgettable. i am a man with which walks the pain of unknowing. i am a soul of departing passion while my eyes pine not for what they see right now. the light reflected in her eyes is all that i know. ~RC