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Cold morning /2

You are perfect in my eyes 

On that day

You came to find me

And all of the past hurts 

Mattered not 

You are wonderous to me 

And I want to explore

All that is unseen 

Between us. 

There will always be 

This link, 

This portal of energy 

I know she is there 

But it matters not. 

A branch  in the woods

A feather on a page 

We are the trees 

And the writing on the page 

And we belong together..... ♥ 

◄ Cold morning

Storm ►

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