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Nov 2016
As far away as I am,
I only want him to feel definite.
So until the moments in between time blend into the crashing tide of eternity,
I'll be there -
Scratching love notes into his back on lazy Sundays
ren
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ren  20/F
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   Cecelia K and Miriam
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