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Jul 2020
Nap
You fell asleep holding my hand so tight. I thought my knuckles bruised.
When I told you, all you said was
                                                              "W­ell of course"
And that's when I knew,
I could never leave you,
I have to be with you,
I'm done looking
and you'll never be alone again.
LB
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