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  My sweet, No that’s not right. My love? Darling? Sweetheart? I can come back to that, It’s fine.
There is a Man Shining brighter Than others With him Anything Seems possible Empowerment Achievement Growth   Temperance Is my Future My Dance
He turned back just one last time to see her face He stood completley still among the flow of strangers He had given up on the passionate chase He now stood alone, immune to dangers
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