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Feb 2015
If you said you were cold
I would wrap my arms around you.
If you said you were thirsty I would give you the ocean blue.
I would give you anything: the moon, the stars, the sunset too.
This heart in my hands I hold out to you.
Rachna Beegun
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Rachna Beegun  Mauritius
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   Nathan Cross
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