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| Meeting Of The Minds Journal Contributor |
 She She-- the wind that whispers to the longing in your soul and regales it with tales of the love it could know... the candle flame whose incandescence lights the darkest part of you and allows you to once again see She-- the essence that you breathe in like oxygen and leaves you lightheaded like absinthe... the portal whose gates are flung wide open and stands in the wait for you to enter She-- me |
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