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Faith Sep 2017
I breathe You exhale
My lips your tongue
Your voice My moan
Faith Sep 2017
The wind blows in and carries your name.

I'm reminded of everything.

The wind stays still and your name remains.

Bitter sweet solitude.
Faith Nov 2019
Fill in the blanks. Your good at it.

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