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Nov 2017
Your voice is fresh baked bread.
Your eyes hold oceans I wish to dive into.  
Your lips are soft flower petals i long to hold against my cheek.
Wrapped in your arms, I find myself everywhere at once. Connected to the cosmos by your love.

I live off these dreams and reminisces of you.  If all I have left are these memories, then I shall happily spend most of my days with closed eyes.
Josephine Zecena
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Josephine Zecena  26/F/Los Angeles, CA
(26/F/Los Angeles, CA)   
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