Her Soul
To love her soul and hold her in the warm embrace of silence, where silence becomes the rhythm of our touch, and two hearts become
December 3, 2024
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To love her soul and hold her in the warm embrace of silence, where silence becomes the rhythm of our touch, and two hearts become
Lost in the void of sorrow where pain has been the closest companion. Neither friend nor enemy, without title or prominence. A being of my
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