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WOUNDS Washing
away My
wounds Licking
the salt That
burned in them …. Moving
mountains To
bring me shade… You
.. Love
me Like
I never knew Love You
want me Like
I never dreamt … You
wipe away My
raindrops .. You
make my smile a smile You
Make
me True ….. ~Raj~
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