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Apr 2011
I hear his voice in my ear but when I turn around he's nowhere to be found.I feel his hand entwined with mine but when I look down his hand is nowhere to be found.I feel my hands running through his hair but how can that be if he is nowhere to be found.I feel him,His essence all around me but yet he is simply Nowhere to be found...
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
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