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by Christie   Mar 9, 2005


No letter that i write to you could say half the things i mean it to,
no pen or ink could translate this, the tender softnessof your kiss,
nor any word could convey as much, as a smile, a look , or a touch, with love we will send, voices we lift up, his a sacred queen, bow down before her, with heart filled with pride, his tranttantly blesses with wings that beside.

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