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Nov 2014
I lay my body next to yours
to caress your youthful hand
with mine as our eyes
gently close with our lullabies.
A smile takes my lips
when I wake to find
our now weathered fingers
still intertwined
through everything remembered
as a life-long dream.
Written by
Virlyn
372
   ---, AW and The Girl Who Loves You
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