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My love is a warrior ready to die for his ancestral land. My love has hands I will hold even when they’re buried in the sand. My love is a son sacrificing his youth to provide for his clan. My love has a smile that quiets the voices occupying my mind. My love is a heart that yearns to be kind. My love has saved a heart that was at the end of its lifeline.
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Dec 15, 2023
Dec 15, 2023 at 5:16 AM UTC
Ode to My Love
My love is a warrior ready to die for his ancestral land. My love has hands I will hold even when they’re buried in the sand. My love is a son sacrificing his youth to provide for his clan. My love has a smile that quiets the voices occupying my mind. My love is a heart that yearns to be kind. My love has saved a heart that was at the end of its lifeline.
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Dec 15, 2023
Dec 15, 2023 at 5:16 AM UTC
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