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The silence can be deafening, 
but there's music in her soul. 
I hear it when she's away.
I don't want to let her go. 

She's everything I want,
Everything and more.
An aperture to life,
The past is a closed door.

So sweet, so wholesome,
One that I adore.
Her touch, a treat, a smile so sweet,
A presence i can't ignore.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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