Copyright © December 20, 2001 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Touch me in the morning, chase my troubles away, and my fears and my doubts that you're not here to stay. be with me always, as I be with you, the world looks with envy upon us, we two. Dawns early light, it shine in your hair with you by my side I have not a care. In my wildest dreams........