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Jul 2019
The crashing waves kisses the shore
Everytime they meet.
Never will there be another touch
That feels as good as yours.
Never will I hear anything as sweet
As your voice in my ear.
Not even the cool summer breeze feel as good as your fingertips on my skin.
I will never love again or give my
Heart to someone else.
Written by
stephanie burrows  F
(F)   
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