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THE PASSING OF THE STORM
We survived all weather's all seasons each year
We are combined forces so bright we eliminate fear
I keep you near you keep me near
The reunion of souls so overwhelming so precious blinding ..piercing familiar brand new
My soul stopped searching and connected to you
Perfect fit the key turned so effortlessly
Locked tight combination code 11.11
Mixed eras one soul in sync transformatio...
Thursday 11th February 2021 1:30 am
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