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Sep 2020
I miss you my love
It’s odd
To get used to the rhythm of ones voice
And have it disappear completely
It reminds me
To always treasure my every -
Second
With you
For you are the woman I want to spend -
My life
Dancing with
To walk hand in hand
Through fire and water and everything we must face in this life
I miss you
But it’s a good reminder
...
I’ll buy u flowers the next time I see you
Written by
jojo  Gender Fluid
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