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jmckenzie928
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My name was buried.

Treasure

By the way he curled his lips just to utter my name, I knew.

By the way he allowed it to linger on his tongue, I knew.

They say there's so much in a name, and I'd agree.

But they never talk about those who carry your name in their hearts or those who bury your name in their souls.

My name was buried.

I knew by the rise of his chest, and the fall of his shoulders.

I knew by the nervousness in his eyes and the calmness of his spirit.

I knew by the depth of his voice and the softness of his tone.

That his love for me had never died, as I have been resurrected.

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