Where are you
I've never seen its face,
Felt its touch,
Or smelt its sweet fragrance;
I've never heard its voice,
Or tasted what is...
to be offered by the word known as love
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I've never seen its face,
Felt its touch,
Or smelt its sweet fragrance;
I've never heard its voice,
Or tasted what is...
to be offered by the word known as love
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Heavy hittin'....SNAPS
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Wow, never? That is deep. A few words can say so much. Great share.
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