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Dec 2023
How I would,
Or could
Open my heart,
To let you in.

In a race to the finish line,
I would let you win.

On a day of judgement,
I would hide your sin.

For all of you,
I would half my soul.

Dig deeply for days,
To build you a home.

And although
These words may flow,
They cannot express
My true interest,

In you and I
To love until we’re old.
Chelsea Quigley
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Chelsea Quigley  21/F/Waterford
(21/F/Waterford)   
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