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Oct 2013
From the soles of my feet to the crown of my head

The butterflies take flight

A feeling I  thought I'd long forgotten

No tears

No fear

At the epicenter where your hand meets mine

The time isn't right for you or I

We both know that for sure is true

But we both move forward in the dark

Searching...
Kwaician
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Kwaician
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   Sarah Savannah
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