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poetry about love
love: wonder (your breath)
your breath on my neck,
as we drift off to sleep,
i wake up alone,
with your scent on my pillow.
i left my hand flow,
where your body rested
and i wonder,
was it worth it to me?
--kentucky_beauty
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