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Come dance with me on a Spider’s Web in slippers of silver and gold. We will trip the light fantastic dodging the Spider’s grasp and bounce up and down in a world of our own under Stars and the Moon. We will love each other forever in a fantasy spun of gold and as God smiles upon we sweet selves Angels fly in a circle protecting Divinity’s Soul.
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Like a Lighthouse in a stormy Sea, you are always beaming, guiding my little Boat to the Light. I beam back a smile of my own rising like waves from the depth of my Soul.
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I love being able to live among Nature with Birdsong and the sound of the Pacific Ocean’s thundering climax as it meets the shore, God’s orchestra resounding in all its glory.
Patricia Amundsen
