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Jun 2014
Make me forget my name, and all the worries that go with it
Gentle breeze, caress me
Lapping waves, leech away my aches
Bending limbs, relax me
Deep massage, remake me

Brush through my hair, to raise it
Trace my lips, my jaw, my neck
Put the world back in perspective
Doing this reminds me;
I will be alright
Everything is fine
And my only job in this moment
Is to enjoy it, when you
Touch me
Elizabeth Halaas
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