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Dec 2019
Oh how I crave to hold the head of my darling
See her smile
 Listen. Listening to her ask for one my second in my arms
Without a word spoke, he hears. 
Safe. Safe from the worries of this wretched world
Safe you always will be.
A sword from a long lost king
maybe a castle with a clear water spring
But always with your lover you'll be
Safe. Safe from harms
harms that flee
Written by
Jack Brennan  18/M
(18/M)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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