Me, my love and TeddyA Chapter by HelenA poem about the joy of the journeyFree, flying high We swoop and soar Through skies of gold And misty moors Free, flying high We shall not rest God's hand is with us We're truly blessed
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Added on January 6, 2021 Last Updated on January 6, 2021 |

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