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Tried the statue pose, but did not work for I, saw deep into your soul, and was swallowed by your smile. Closed it off so tightly, so many would not see, but I used all the same, so I fell into your beauty. Time keeps her hold, but all has been altered, cherish all that breaths, with you as second skin. Twas not what should have been, but what we keep on writing, lose no faith in our standing, we cannot be washed away. Francesca
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