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Jun 2013
And these strong
             arms
encircling
       my
waist,
Have carried me
through
time
to
a
safer place,
Where leisurely laying is not a sin,
Where skin to skin is not forbidden,
  Where i can rest my head,
                             Against
                            the
                    lull
­               of
      your
heart,
And never have to wonder,
where you are.
Brandeelynne Stetak
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Brandeelynne Stetak
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