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May 2018
Fill me with your love;
let me see
that I'm worth it.
Sometimes I forget
to love myself
even though I do...
with a fierceness that
I wish I saw from you.
I try to remember that
just because I don't see it,
doesn't mean it's not there.
Faith, Wind, and the Stars
all exist without sight.
Why not love?
Written by
Casey
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     PoetryJournal and eric calabrese
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