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Jul 2016
He holds on to me
Like a child
Instantly I am floating
Like an ocean
His need for me
Is the curent
Pulling me peafuly
Out to sea
Bubbly sea foam
Surounds my heart
Floating my troubles away
All the concerns me now
Is that he is sleeping sound
HeatherBeth
Written by
HeatherBeth  Elizabeth City
(Elizabeth City)   
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