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Soft things. I love the sunrise. I love Night fall, Dusk, and the wrise of the Morning Dew. Gentle Things. Like the soft caress of a ladies hand and the Look of tenderness in the eyes of someone I have have loved. Hard Things. Like times of pressure when my Lady and I walk together uncaring of the torment. Solid Things. Like the knowing without words of our strenght of loving in the face of adverisity.