With the first inhale of these frazzled lungs I wonder if you're happy in my love. I know it is pointless to ponder such a quagmire, or that it isn't a quagmire but a fact. Simple clean and undeniable. With the exhale We are propelled into the heavens for during the moment where there was no air, Your Love and Faith were all that remained in or outside my body. So the day before is meaningless and we're positive the present will be better for the only hope we have is that we'll have tomorrow to dance circles in praise of what god made of your devotion. US.
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