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Rise and Fall

I watch your chest rise and fall ever so slowly as you lie next to me.
I think of the time we’ve spent together, of the joys we’ve shared.
How did I ever find you?
How did I ever make you mine?
Was it fate?
Was this predestined?
Does it really matter?
No.
All that matters is that you’re here with me and that I can watch your chest rise and fall ever so slowly.

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