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13 Roses of 33

When I brush my teeth each night I think of You, while I rinse and spit and take off my shoes, I sigh 'Valeriya' then breath again, I look to the moon and feel the luckiest of men... so tonight - I send you 13 sentient symbolic roses which are to tie like a daisy chain 'round yr head,.... yr utmost beauty to be adorned... whilst I lay alone in bed, but the most amazing moment when dreaming of you till morn, is the melting of my heart and the ressurection of thorns...

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Date: 1/14/2010 5:56:00 AM
I have enjoyed reading your excellent poetry today Andrew. May you have a wonderful day filled with inspiration. Love, Carol
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