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Barefooted in the loose white gown, Her dark hair is bouncing As she free roaming in a far-reaching green, The green is full with bloomed flowers, She reaches her harmless hand towards the Amaryllis, Gifting it to herself, As a promise to believe in her soul, Always. Mingled in her hand, She brings it closer to her ***** her melodious heartbeat is felt, She feels alive, Once again. Her heart, her hair, her hands, herself saved her again. Because she knows she’s alone together.
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Apr 18, 2022
Apr 18, 2022 at 11:06 AM UTC
For Her
Barefooted in the loose white gown, Her dark hair is bouncing As she free roaming in a far-reaching green, The green is full with bloomed flowers, She reaches her harmless hand towards the Amaryllis, Gifting it to herself, As a promise to believe in her soul, Always. Mingled in her hand, She brings it closer to her ***** her melodious heartbeat is felt, She feels alive, Once again. Her heart, her hair, her hands, herself saved her again. Because she knows she’s alone together.
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Apr 18, 2022
Apr 18, 2022 at 11:06 AM UTC
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