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How To Love A Broken Being.

Love me like the air around you hung on my every breathe,
Love me in the crowded places,
Love me like the darkness was a light too bright
You almost go blind,
Love me through the change of weather,
Through the change of governance,
Love me with the silence --- and the noise,
Love me in the open,
Love me in your downs
In your decisions and indecisions,

Love me... Utibeno Jacob
 Utibeno Jacob

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