I will never find someone that touched me like this.
Touched my heart so I could feel it beat again.
Touched my soul so I could hear myself laugh again.
Touched my body so I know what passion is.
Touch my skin to know what acceptance was.
Best of all? You touched my life, just with your existence.
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