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Oct 2017
He's my everyday love.
He meets me at the brink of Maybe
And carries me back to Certainty.
He is enlightening,
He is lightning.

He's my tomorrow.
The time evaporates,
Leaving nothing but soft yellow light -
Slow dancing, shadowy silhouettes on my skin,
Dappled warmth,
Lightning.

In hushed breaths
He tells me I am safe,
And I am.
ren
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ren  20/F
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   trf and mickey finn
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