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Jun 2020
There I was,
lying next to him,
as he lied underneath my head
feeling all kind of warmth of his chest,
vulnerable on each others arms,
feeling the softness of both our skin,
I took a blink,
because all to me was like a dream,
a dream that I don't ever wanna wake up,
Slow like the movement of a tortoise,
I open my eyes to check if I'm not dreaming
And there I was,
not dreaming but brimming with love
HOPE
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HOPE  29/F/South Africa
(29/F/South Africa)   
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