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HOLD ME WHEN I FALL

The sun is nice
I love the way the day births the night
And how the night in its fullness births the next day
A perfect life cycle
A symphony orchestra that is only possible because I am someone you love
Love songs find place in my heart where they are imortalized
Making life a romantic fantastacy that begins with happily ever after
Fearlessly flying through life 
Like birds crushing through the rough winds soaring higher
It is beautiful as it is scary
But if my wings fail me
And I can nolonger fly as high love me more 
Hold me when I fall
Hold me and breath life into my days
Suture my wounded days so they never bleed into dark nights
As I too will stand by you
Sit with you watching the ocean waves crush into the shore
I will hold your hands and make it all that matters
Today let us celebrate life
It is all that matters
Smile with the wind
Smile brightly and let out the sun burning inside us
No days are better than these as much as better ones will come
Let love be true honest and kind
Let this love live longer than forever



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