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Jan 2021
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Two voices become one
Our hearts finding the sun
Soul scrubbing at midnight
Constantly more insight
Missing you when you're not here
Wishing I was near
Lover?
Friend?
I'm in it until the very end
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Lisapotamus  30/F
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   Aishu
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