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Jun 2016
that first night,
you took your finger and pointed to the top of my head,
then traced a line between my eyes,
down my nose,
over my lips,
my chin,
my neck,
to the center of my chest.

it was so surprising,
I knew I would never mimic it.
That one gesture would be yours *FOREVER.
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