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With an ear that bloomed from my heart I herd you speak, A soft encouragement, a solid promise, There is nothing that is not for you. Come to my bust and be held, for our separateness is just an illusion, Stop pushing, open the door inward, I am here.
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Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 11:52 AM UTC
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With an ear that bloomed from my heart I herd you speak, A soft encouragement, a solid promise, There is nothing that is not for you. Come to my bust and be held, for our separateness is just an illusion, Stop pushing, open the door inward, I am here.
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Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 11:52 AM UTC
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