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Wednesday, 12 April 2006 16:14 |
Sweet is my Beloved, more tender than the petals and feathers of geese, holy is your perfume and its presence exhale the still small voice where delight their children and the elderly. |
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Wednesday, 12 April 2006 16:10 |
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Never, no one showed such love,
never gave anyone that way,
He never before nor after Him,
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Wednesday, 12 April 2006 14:49 |
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I know you formed the moon between your fingers,
you gave a solution to my problems,
you will assign a name and a dress,
call me with the singing of children,
domidos you opened my eyes,
saw you move in tenderness,
saw your cloud cover my head,
you made peace with me,
... You gave me your hand,
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