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Sep 2014
Two lay in bed,
awaiting sleep as they lie in each other's arms.

Quietly speaking,
with their breath and slowing heartbeats.

They have found it,
peace, love, happiness.

When will we get to be them?
~dreaming~
Written by
Kyra Elise  22/F
(22/F)   
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