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In Dreams She Was Gone

In dreams she was gone
falling in love
Crisp sails drift
Behind the austere blue
I could never forget
Magnificent love

This is a poem about my love for a woman. The shinning rose is my love. Time moves in truth. No one forgets truth but in hell no one knows truth. Tilvaneous Creech has magnificent love for me.
Written by WilliamEdwardNight
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