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J J Jan 15
Mystic cleansing of all the overwhelming love shared misplaced and lost
All crumbling 'neath the weight of a sigh from another day spent in torpor.

My dearest Alice My sweetest Esther My babyrose Elise
My bravest Alex My strongest Elliott My diamond James
I imagine cradling you until you're out of tears to cry and walking hand in hand as you grow into your own

The day I meet you will be the day my life stops and I carve my shadow itself into a devotee who's daytoday revolves around you.
And even if we never meet I live hopeful nonetheless, you've saved me

So much already. Dearest child
Dearest love of mine
I would trade anything that ever mattered afore if only for you to dream
your first dream

In my arms.

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