FREE LOVE LETTERS

Love letter # 345

Sometimes, just the thought of your name tears strips off me. Or a line in a song. The scent of a bloom. A trick of the light. And sometimes just because. Because it was what it was – and you are who you are.

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Paul Ransom

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