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Where You Love MeThere's a place where you Love meI've been there It's a place where Regrets are called Yesterdays and Leaps of Faith are as abundant as the white butterflies soaring to the cool breath of the Solar savoring (C) 5/2/04 Tom Brinck ACCESSIBILITY FEATURES / SITEMAP / CONTACT |
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