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Jan 2015
She puts fire
In his eyes
Even though she
Is a ghost in
Disguise

He loves her
So dearly
Even when he
Can't see her
Clearly

He brushes her
Lips with his
Fingertips

He touches her face
Without leaving a
Trace.

He kisses her neck
When it has no
Effect.

He loves her , yes
Hence their love
Is in a world of
Distress*.
Naomie
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Naomie  In the stars
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   Miranda Renea
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