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To My Love:


Good morning and good night, First and last exchange of words each day. Sunrise to sunset, Even in my dreams you keep me intrigued. Months back, Our first hello. Since then, goodbyes felt like a death wish to me. To my love, to my Dearest: I'll keep holding you near. And when my grip is loose, Remind me of what I may lose. To my Love, to my Dearest: I'll be with you at your darkest. I'll spark a light for you always; Spark you up in many ways.
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fedrcikD
<p>sucks like an idiot, irrelevant flow and unmanageable words.</p>

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