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You seem to be omnipresent- in my head, in my heart, in the lines in my fingers. In my bed at night. In the mirror when I see a person staring back at me. Your face has become a part of mine, your curves has molded to mine. I am no longer just Zhada. Our names have been conjoined, our limbs bow-tied together. We're together forever.




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