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Dec 2014
Kiss away my sorrows like the sun on wet streets,
Pull me into your arms like its the last we'll ever meet,
Gaze into my eyes with endless compassion and wonder,
Let me be your lightning and you can be my thunder.
© Joanna Mrsich. All rights reserved
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