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When I'm with you a peace comes over me as if peace itself never before existed within my life. My hands turn to ice, not because of fear or from the cold, but because of excitement and nervousness that has an effect over me when just thinking of you! When I'm with you I experience the wonderful pleasure of seeing the most beautiful smile in the entire world. I am the most privileged of all, for I alone may witness the true beauty of your heart, a beauty free for all to see, yet you choose to share it alone with me. What did I ever do to deserve such a wondrous gift? How did I ever earn the key to your heart, a heart so pure and snow white that it is your most precious possession, a heart above all others, yet I alone have the only existing key. Your caring is helping me to understand, your kindness is the inspiration behind my every step. You're helping me to finally see that all I ever need to be is "Me"! -For that is The Key! Christopher T. Moore September 26,1989
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