By Cyan
Date: 2002 Jul 19
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Dust in the Wind

Fear holds love at bay.
Who will pronounce undying
affection to your furtive love?
Time is slipping between your
fingers. Exhale the dread
and a let a kiss fall in the
palm of your hand. Life is
far too short to let it fall
to the ground.