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Love
You were holding my hand,
I couldn’t help but notice how lose your grip was around my wrist,
Your hand was so soft,
Cold even,
But I loved you,
I felt your warmth by one breath in,
Then you let go of my hand,
and I’ve never loved since.
Tuesday 3rd April 2018 12:45 pm
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