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I Believe You

Orchids and orange roses lined all around you,

as the moon shone in daylight hours.

Your smile was wide,

your embrace, meaningful and without manipulation,

nothing made sense but I did not care,

because for the first time,

in a long time,

my mind was clear.

Secrets spilled,

as I slept in your lap,

your hands, softly stroking my hair.

You place petals over my brow,

decorating my face like a crown,

and you say that everything will be alright.

I believe you.

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