👧🏻

Sensing love 

Feeling whispers

Breathing glory

Smiling loudly

Crazily happy

Nicely undone

Perfectly repeating 

Opening all the closures

And I lay here, 

Just where I did, 

I was born 

This is my kiss on the lips era, 

Self romance

They count as only a unit, 

I count only as an I 

Forgiving the forgiveness, 

Let , let go know I let go.

Who to know, 

Mine in mine. 

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