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Mar 2019

I want to pick you up
and carry you in my pocket
for the rest of my days.

little did I know that
you'd be the one to
carry me for the rest
of my days.

For God, my Redeemer lives.
Written by
blackbiird  27/F/A happy place.
(27/F/A happy place.)   
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