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Dec 2023
His hugs were the night time warmth
Comfortably embraced, embedded for happiness and never disgrace.
Aromas swayed, while memories were made;
Yes!
I have missed him.
Paying debts only to have dents made, within these dreams I somehow possess.
A toll on my faith.
Yes!
I have missed him
But what empathy does ego give,
Pride and self worth has bolted its gates.
But what I would give for his warm embrace.
His hugs, his kisses, his touch., oh how long has it been.
Yes!
I do miss him.
Sillo Anderson
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Sillo Anderson  28/F/Guyana
(28/F/Guyana)   
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