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Mar 2019
I    ran   my  hands   over
her   past - lingering   over
the  dents  and  worn edges
of her heart.
And  when  she  thought  I'd
run away like the others had...
I  told  her  she was a warrior,
and  that  she'd  never  fight
another  battle alone.

That  I  would be there for her.
                                                                                      Jon York   2019
Jon York
Written by
Jon York  Arma, Kansas
(Arma, Kansas)   
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