Her Love.

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As she lays her head on mybare chest, she fiddles with my sternum, talking incessantly about this world

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As she lays her head on my
bare chest, she fiddles with my sternum, talking incessantly
about this world.
With all her lifelike eloquence
My soul is interlaced with hers, with finesse.

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