Sometimes I hear him at the back of my mind or I hear him in an empty room his hand inhabits mine and guides me to a calmer state I see him in the mirror when I look too quickly and unguarded his eyes…
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Sometimes I hear him at the back of my mind or I hear him in an empty room his hand inhabits mine and guides me to a calmer state I see him in the mirror when I look too quickly and unguarded his eyes…