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Togetherness


Empty heart                                    Heart is full

Tears in eyes                                  Tears of laughter accompany giggles

Begging for a look                          Hands tangled and warm as we stroll

Love wasted                                   Loved purposefully 

Affection withheld                           Smothered in hugs and kisses

Barren                                            Loved unconditionally

Hurt                                                Cared for

Alone                                              Together



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