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Feb 2017
I dance to the melodies
of your heartbeats. I get
high on the love it pumps.
I carry it in the palms of
my hands and treasure it
like my own , to protect
it from any coming
storms and winter's
blistering cold ~
Carolin
Written by
Carolin  Egypt
(Egypt)   
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