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May 2019
Her
How do people do this?
I am so full of love I can barely eat
She bubbles inside me like wine
I’m spinning in the swirling glass of her
I can’t keep her from breaking out across my face in a smile
It’s her it’s her it’s her it’s all her
I am less me now and more her
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Sydney  England
(England)   
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