im here.
remember when you are feeling lost,
and you feel like there is nowhere left to turn,
when you whisper,
and your echo rings back to you,
you will feel my love for you.
feel my skin, feel my touch,
no more echoing,
no more silence,
just ease,
when you know that,
it means im here.
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