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Every time i hear the word soulmate i hear her name every time the wind whistles in my face it reminds me of the way her hair melted across my cheeks i clutch my eyes shut thinking im dreaming to open and see its a dream come true, her love makes me forget how it feels to want my life to be through forget how it feels to feel alone even now she is away i still feel her i still smell her i still crave her the way she makes me feel beats any drug i dont want anything but her love
To my true first love

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