Love the sound of rain as it hits the window, the smell of freshly cut grass after a rain storm. The sound of the waves as they come onto the beach. The softness of a snow flake as it touches my face. Friends, my special Angel, loving my time with them. Imagination can take us so far, humor makes the heart feel good. Without both, you become a very sad person. Love, the love so deep, so special, that its never forgotten. Dreams, never give up hope, without it, not much is left.
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