Have you ever gotten a chill when a whisper from the long gone past gently brushes your ear in the night? Though you’d been dreaming, you awaken to imaginations that this was no dream. Lying still, in the darkness, silently awaiting the next breathless whisper, you remember a time when those whispers came by way of your truest love, not from a summer night’s phantom.
Touching. I get it…💑😣
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