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Goodbye Love
I ask to wind to blow my presence between her fingers in my absence
To be a breath of fresh air when the world is toxic.
To whisper through the windows a goodnight when I must be silent.
~Nourish
To be a breath of fresh air when the world is toxic.
To whisper through the windows a goodnight when I must be silent.
~Nourish
Published 12th Jul 2017
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