Touch

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There are times when I feel like all that I can do, is nothing

I want to do so much, but I cannot.

I breath and I feel.

I laugh and I cry.

I will, but it is not strong enough.

My heart is open.

My heart is weak.

I am my heart.

I want to hold you.

I want you to want.

Spend a moment with me and you will see.

I am everything you never knew you ever wanted.

My heart is for you.

I am for you.

Please, touch.

-Peace

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