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Oct 2017
The way his fingers moved over the ivory keys
Notes pouring from his hands left me in awe
"Sing" he urges so I do, voice, piano, and
Laughter like a symphony of our own kind

The intimacy of the moment is so thick
It threatens to burst out of the room
And consume the whole world in love

I forgot for a moment to keep my guard up
I forgot that I should be weary of this
That I should be cautious of anything

I let myself be engulfed by the love
We shared and I let the intimacy
of that moment consume my world.
Wi
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Wi  24/F/Indonesia
(24/F/Indonesia)   
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   Grace Darling
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