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Soft Summer Breeze

As the gentle breeze dances through the valley,
she whispers no name.
Like an amber haze, turning and floating with ease,
she whispers no name.
Along the winding track through a hallway of jarrah,
she whispers no name.
As she caressingly moves over me,
she whispers,
that life will never be the same.

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