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Jan 2015
It was seared onto my body;
your touch, so incredibly gentle.

It was engraved into my bones;
your scent, so powerfully fierce.

It was pierced through my soul;
your innocence, so magnificently pure.

So how can I love someone else?
Corlene Beukes
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Corlene Beukes  I am only learning.
(I am only learning.)   
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