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His arm drapped across me,                         around and under. He holds me tightly     heavy        as a rock but                            light  as a feather. We mold to          each other,    that's how                          we  should be
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 11:33 PM UTC
A love in Arms
His arm drapped across me,                         around and under. He holds me tightly     heavy        as a rock but                            light  as a feather. We mold to          each other,    that's how                          we  should be
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 11:33 PM UTC
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