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May 2014
He left
He left and I spent my days missing him
Missing him and his touch
The way he touched my cheek, as gently as he touched my heart
And I waited
And waited
And waited

And now he's back
                  I'm just not sure I am
Nikoline
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Nikoline  Denmark
(Denmark)   
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