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Jan 2020
With him my soul could be naked
We shared beautiful moments,
We had deep meaningful moonlit conversations,
He reminded me what it was like to
Dream to again,
I love the mornings laying in his arms
He feeds my soul in ways no one else
Ever does I feel alive.
Written by
stephanie burrows  F
(F)   
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