There is a cold moon out tonight and I can’t see myself in this light. Where am I? Where am I? It’s dark and cold and I am afraid of what tomorrow might bring, afraid to live, afraid to love, afraid to dream, afraid to be. But you, you give me hope, a reason to believe, to live, to dream, to love and be. As I look at your photograph, I am in awe of
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