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My Montana
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My Montana |
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Spring Heeled Jim Junior Member
since 1999-11-22
Posts 19Paris, Texas |
My sweet I speak again your name and in my thoughts I hear your pain My eyes have not so soon forgot the beauty of your empty reign. Your circle of the ground I reach, can not refrain and holds me still So lost am I in what I preach my love will hold me at your will. My Montana, just a thought, a daydream ever in my mind Knowledge I have not been taught perfection I won't seek to find |
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Perhaps it's because I know someone named Montana, but I find myself wondering if you're writing to a person or about the state - Either way, the sentiment is great...  |
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