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May 2020
Dearly departed martyred requiem of a heart...
Iโ€™d still be able to recognize your kisses in any sea...
Sip from your cup than to drown in anyone elseโ€™s ocean...
The places no one could touch...
Still belong to you...
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Loving words we spoke to each other still dance around a midnight fire, holding hands and dreaming of each other...
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Dreaming about a day
And numerous moon filled nights...
Eric the Red
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Eric the Red  40/M/Southwest
(40/M/Southwest)   
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