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Jan 2021
With an ear that bloomed from my heart I herd you speak,

A soft encouragement, a solid promise,

There is nothing that is not for you.

Come to my bust and be held, for our separateness is just an illusion,

Stop pushing, open the door inward, I am here.
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Leah  40/F
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