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the best of all
times comes when
I such enjoy
stillness I do not
.
need words to describe
fullness, feelings
lined up nameless
do not need
.
recognition sounds
afar as on my shoulders
sounds near so close
blood runs and cries
.
such as the earth
sights for water
received deep down
welcomes it so are
.
those wonderful nights
spent waiting
having it all
.
.
Bella!
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