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Aug 2019
I loved you to a point where,
Even the atheist in me,
Prayed, for your safety.
Prayed, for your dreams.
For I may have forgotten religion,
But loving you brings it back.
It's ok, we're going to make it. Rest your head and go to sleep, next thing you know you will find me next to you.
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