To WHom it May Concern
I will fight for you
And all we stand for
Until the last breath escapes
Fifty-fifty
Fair enough.
Although you no longer tread the earth's trails
You are alive in heart and spirit
Soul twin mates
A bond that breaks any limit
to possibility
How could I forget you
Our fifteen second hug
"breaking the boundaries"
If I could hold you now
it would take a stampede or
more to get me to let go of
your arms encircling my waist
we grow together
my Gabrielite :)
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