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Jul 2016
With bony hands I hold my partner tight,
A soulless corpse I've always been.
Living each day until I see the light.
Reviving each countless sin.

I watch his eyes meet mine.
He holds me close to his breast,
and we dance this line,
until the day we rest.
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lex  20/F
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