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Touch

Grey surrounds me, a cool embrace on my soul, shivers do not abate.


Unable to grasp the gravity, my nerves on fire, ashes now.


A lifetime in one glance, despair cloaked in undying love, a shield for our hearts.


Your touch a spark, the light returns brighter, fuled by a shared need to live for each other.


TJO

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