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Reaching Through A Veil
Reaching our hands through
the veil of time, we have
finially touched each other.
Each pulling the other into
existence.
Time must have provided a
window, so we could get a
glimpse into the future.
When I saw your picture,
I felt as though I had
always known you. Every-
thing I had ever dreamed
of appeared. My heart
raced to be with you.
I was swept away by your
charms.Longing for you
to hold me, kiss me,
keep me warm at night.
Take care of me.
Our souls must have met
and loved in past life
times. Once again we
have met and loved as
before.
poem
by
Heather Burns
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