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Mar 2021
He asked me what is peace....
The thought of him being there
The thought of him kissing my forehead...
The thought of him sitting besides me...
Hearing me crib about my life....
This is PEACE....
I LOVE YOU...
YOU ARE PEACE TO ME...
here you go @jeo quaale
wts next commeeennnttttt.......
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Tess  21/F/Canada
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