Story

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And, I shall knit a blanket of kisses and leave it on your doorstep 
In a drop of you there was an ocean of me
Only if I could read your mind 
I’d see a thousand pages of your unspoken 
Unfinished 
Unpolished
Unfurnished
Story

Photo Cred: Me
©A-Jjahlov Powell, 2019

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