good and bad
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a Cold stain Bleaches your Skin white.
You are used to wiping it away but this time you let it touch the fabric.
the warm fabric.
Loving is listening-
every way you move converts my eyes to indescribable glistening.
You never take for granted or advantage of the effort,
when life gets tough, you are always there as my comfort.
I walk a path I chose myself
It started with a fork of freedom or wealth
The choice I made was none of those
I made my own path, that I chose
It can be rough and bumpy at times
