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Apr 2013
I regret with all my heart
never holding your hand
and never admitting to you
how much you meant to me.
Because you were the warm touch
of sunlight during the winter
and the smile on my face after a long day,
and I let you slip through my fingers
more easily than I ever could have imagined.
Niko Walsh
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Niko Walsh  27/Transmasculine/United States
(27/Transmasculine/United States)   
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