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Nov 2023
Her
I, see her.
I felt her.
I even held her.
And in all these things I grew to understand her.

I kissed her.
I listened even to her.
I, have a better understanding of her.

It been said communication is the depth of importance.
And it's through that, I grew to love her.

Abd guess what?
There is a lot more about her.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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