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Love Is

Love is that magic feeling, that reaches in like God's tender hand and touches us in the lonely places we'd forgotten, had ever existed Love is that tragic feeling, that seeps out like blood from a vein, draining from our still beating hearts, the crimson warmth we'd finally found Love is that two faced feeling like immortal Janus, that will change our hearts forevermore, both in the welcoming and the losing

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Date: 10/17/2014 2:37:00 PM
How beautiful and true are your words. This is a lovely write. I feel the second stanza keenly. Glad to visit you tonight.
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David Brown
Date: 10/17/2014 3:20:00 PM
Thank you Eileen, it is always my pleasure and honor when you visit and read my humble offerings. I am sorry that you are feeling loss, I am as well, but am trying to remember the wonder of the 'welcoming'. Hope that comes to you soon, as well.

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