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Suzanne Calley
They say it will never heal my love,
my heart I lift with you.
I lift it with you to know, true love
that sings of passion.
For you have the passion to know,
my love that awaits.
You know that every candle you
light, my joy is one with yours.
You know deep down in your heart,
the promise he keeps.
You know my every dream, for
you feel true love of wanting.
Tara Shea Creamer
Play my love when the evening comes,
look to my picture of strength.
With the sweet night to help, you will
come to know my prayer.
Bellow out your anger, then show
your love in full.
Bring sweetness to our home of love,
smooth away my tears.
Look forward to my prayer, that
brings you home to me.
Know are summer of joy, when
life shared you with me.
Sara Law
Screened by angels in deep thought,
a prayer in either hand.
Birds make songs, to a citys joy
of wanting.
Sometimes a child will cross my
path.
An active life that knows no worry,
in our city of lost souls.
Deep in there unknown, a childlike
dream appears.
Screened by angels deep in thought,
they morn a citys grief.
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