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Life is hard, people are too judgmental and I only wish I could escape.
My Beloved, your touch is as refreshing to me
As a thunderstorm in a drought.
Hearing your gentle voice is as relaxing to me
As the rainfall rhythmically tapping on my window.
I am constantly missing you,
Waiting For your everlasting touch,
I can still feel the hands in mine,
and your kiss as sweet as your words.
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