Isabelle Hunter Poems

The bright light as I stared high into the firmament
It's light seemed to be a replica
Of the love we feel as a hostess plan of recognition
Held in the warmth of the universe of the steeple shroud To my delight the twelve days my true gave to me
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The beauty of the sun on the other side of the
mountain lets me once again remember that
I live and enjoy life from day to day. This day brought me many things to think and
business that I have to design and care Seasons Greetings Everyone. Diva Quotient high to the
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Beyond the reflection
Pre historic to covering of time
That unattractive monster
Carving a crave The world of strange classics
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