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When i get there.

I wonder what the silence holds
For me it's warm and tender
An unconditional surrender
I wonder what the absence brings
When you are alone
For me a princess awaits a prince
A kingdom of loving throne
I wonder what emptiness reaps
For me there is no end
Just the twirling dreams that never need descend
Flying high above the rivers life
Following every bend
For no silence
Nor absence or emptiness is there
Just my prince waiting at the end
When i get there.

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Tony Taylor

Nardine, Nardine,....I think you know why I love this soooo much!!..........it's perfect!.........and trust me when I say........I know the feeling well big sis! (lol!)..............can't wait for you two to call (I'll be waiting, he's already got my number).........quite the conversationalist, by the way!.........well done Nardine........T  xx

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Nardine Sanderson

Haha Jeremy said he spoke with you on the phone, it may take me awhile, unless i find a money tree in my back yard, love to you sweetie pie, nardine xoxo

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Tony Taylor

Nardine, you can use "viber".......it's free sweety.........Cherie has the details.........smiles.......'lil bro

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Nardine Sanderson

Ahh nah i can call anytime, if given your number hon, i mean money to travel, i haven't got a passport either lol xoxo

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Nardine Sanderson

I entered a poetry competition with the university of Canberra, little bit back, the first prize would definitely help my situation, being a cash prize of $15000, but what are your chances at a world wide comp like that, still waiting on the winners announcement in September, i love to publish my work with the funds, and put my house on the market to move to the Bush, dreams dreams dreams often come true, Heres hoping xoxo

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