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I know the world does not need another poet who writes about the beauty of those eyes with their indescribable colour, I know that enough people have written about longing to hear that particular voice and noone needs another account of how having these arms around me and burying my face in your chest feels like home.
But I think everyone always needs love,
And that's what those things are really trying to explain.