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My hands running through your hair, I feel each strand between my fingers. Your hands intertwined with mine, We hold on tight and never let go. Your arms surrounding my body, I am protected from this wretched world. In a world that does not accept us, We find peace within each other. Our love is all that matters.
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 12:41 AM UTC
Our love
My hands running through your hair, I feel each strand between my fingers. Your hands intertwined with mine, We hold on tight and never let go. Your arms surrounding my body, I am protected from this wretched world. In a world that does not accept us, We find peace within each other. Our love is all that matters.
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 12:41 AM UTC
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