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Jun 2018
I know love is real
For I have held hands with the angels
And tasted what is evil
For I have touched the colors of the unseen.
And drowned in the darkest of hours
How beautiful?
This conundrum.
For One can not exist without the other.
Almost like a love between two souls
As one can not exist without the other
How beautifully ironic
This thing they call love
Jessica B
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Jessica B  34/F
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