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Mar 2018
He's probably the closest thing to love
I feel him in me.
I would love to be with him but now know that I don't have to.
Cause he's love and I feel him.
He's the closest thing to freedom
The view of clear blue sky from my caged life
His eyes.
He's the closest thing to sun,
Radiates and warms me up.
He's the closest thing to summer nights, liberated and fun.
He is love, he is freedom and the sun.
He's heartache, raindrops and rainbows after storms
He is the closest thing to my heart and a boyfriend.
maggie W
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maggie W  Washington, DC
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