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Feb 2017
I remember him loving on me.
I remember being touched.
I remember looking into his eyes .
I remember feeling like I was enough.

One sunny day
You took me in your arms
And whisked me away
To places where I want to be

Alas, despite our adventures
I can never truly know where I've been --
I was but a careless tourist.
Poetictunes
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Poetictunes  20/F/New York
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