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Jul 2019
See all of her beauty painted in those words.
Feel the warm silk of her voice flowing softly.
Reaching out closes the immeasurable distance.
She folds time as if it were a sheet of paper,
She folds paper knowing it is a piece of time.
I have bathed in her kindness.
I would have drowned in her love.
Jack
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Jack
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