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Wash Drawing

Rating: 5.0

OUR love felt like the beauty
of christ, then the devil pulled
up a seat, and took notes, i
hate to do he says, but i need
to turn this light into a cold
bitter wind,
wait a minute says god, you
can touch them, but not love,
for that is my own private
stock....

and these lovers stand up,
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Patricia Gale 29 December 2006

Hurray for love! Well done!

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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 28 December 2006

AND THAT'S THAT & A WIN FOR THE GOOD SIDE...I LIKE IT DAVID..kEEP'EM COMIN''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''F. j. R.

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