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Mar 2016
I met a man.. that I believe..I have dreamt into existence.
He spoke life into my dreams, dried my tears, when I cried from my ever healing soul, planted lavender below my window sills, surfed the ups and downs of my complicated moods and patiently waits..

He's the constant, I never knew was real, the strength that keeps my back from bowing, the gentle...that soothes every doubt.

He's the description of what truly meant to be.
Copyright © Natasha Ivory Evans 2016
Natasha Ivory
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Natasha Ivory  Alaskan Grown. Cali life.
(Alaskan Grown. Cali life.)   
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