Monday, March 28, 2011
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There has never been one day of peace. We are not at harmony with our lives. You've been violent, I've been hostile. We are not healed or equal. Our world is strife and loss.
All we are is love--a melody, sadly sweet with just the right touch of hope. You've been kind, caring, my lover and myself. We are together in all we walk through. Our world is love and abundance.
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