Digital drawing · love · poetry · Portraits · relationships

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. . i love your memory.I loved you in my own memory.In thought, we loved each other in our way.

On actions of our concerns and care,lovers we were.

The thing is though,to confess this in an empty halls of dawn,

Morpheus shall take me inmemory of you.

Nor what fantasy of such lengths.

If only. . ,those woodschuck the curds,outta me.💬

😍😍🙊🙉🙈♾🆚️

🔋📳🆙️⛾

©O.a.M®Artsydhude 97-19™XENOphagz

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