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He makes me feel safe.

That guy.

I know him, but I don’t.

I’ve seen him, but I haven’t met him, but I know him.

He’s nearby.

He’s waiting for my call.

He’s with me always.

He is safe.

I don’t even know what he’s wearing.

Probably nothing.

I can take off everything when I am with him.

He is home.

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D. White

Curious Mind. Wandering Soul. A Witness.

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