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Nowhere
I’m not going anywhere. I will wait for you to learn not to flinch from my touch, not to see malice in my actions, or conspiracy in my words. I will wait past your fears. Love you through the moments when pushing me away is your mind’s way of saving you. I will wake up beside you even when you go to bed alone, in your heart, having built a wall even God will have trouble penetrating. My love, I am going nowhere. SWPoet
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