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Not even…

 

Not even my mind,
my doubt tinted thoughts…
Not my painful nightmares,
nor my insidious imagination…

Nothing will keep me from
hugging the warm souvenir of you.
Nothing will kill the hope…
My heart, for you, forever will coo.

 

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