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I’m breathing into deep drowning into his heart of depression. Wishing I could feel his love again. Missing the way he use to say I love u. Missing his warm touch we use ti be close mapping are life as are hands touched. I could fly u as are lips meet. Nothing could bring me down feeling his love gave me grace. Each day I saw him felt like we were dancing on the clouds. Kissing me so sweetly. Feeling love inside looking into his eyes knowing it me that he wants





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