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May 2020
Blue like the summer sky
His eyes
Calm like the sound of the ocean
The only notion worth making
Calming my soul to the core
At ease
Fingers combing through my hair
Hearing him whisper
"I'm yours"
Tiana
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Tiana  18/F/Rotterdam
(18/F/Rotterdam)   
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