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Richer and FullerWithin the balmy chambers of my heart a quiet,peaceful river of emotion flows, the darkness within my soul is lit by wonderful candles of warm joy, and my mind traces the outline of her face with each moment that passes, and my life is made richer and fuller, for her sweet love is mine. Donavon Scott Vinson ***For Juliet Wiliams*** Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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