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The sweet smell of my love
her body with my own.
The when the world is dark and quiet
and alone:
the precipice that separates
noise peace,
the hint of an evolving magic;
a precious
combines and still the space
the and togetherness.

And still a morning in March
a for me
from God with a face
and papa's and Grandma's grace.
How there the of
shines
as wondrous fragile dreams light
and the slightest for the first time.
And morning turn to smiles
to to sunshine
to "Good

morning are of the storm
lightning through the dawning sky
of Grandma's hand and day's of life's
discovery from behind the of her guidance
of the that forums our
historical biography of precious heritage
of the aches and frustrations of city life
the of violence that provides the atmosphere
and observations from the
of a "B Movie"
As (though) "all the a stage"

morning thoughts
as black gives way
to morning of sunshine
as a new day beginning
with all its bright interpretive
shine then sunshine
on
on El
on
on
wherever a man dare stand up
for a
we were born at Midnights in the time,
but surely the first of a new day gives

sometime near
there's a smile I really
a chance to
our love
and express we feel.