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Sep 2022
I do not desire to dine outside my dreams,
As they have became my daily bread,

I get to feel you,
I get to touch you,
And I get to hug you one more time,

For in there you are forever presence.
Written by
HOPE  29/F/South Africa
(29/F/South Africa)   
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