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Jul 2014
it feels like my body was meant
to be with yours.
our hands fitting like perfect
puzzle pieces. our breathing,
in a perfect rhythm, along with our heartbeat.

my body was meant to be with
yours because with out you here i
feel like i run out of oxygen
and i will soon die.

my body was build to be with yours.
this is random i'm sorry
diana
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diana
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