one thing we had together was our poems and songs
they ment the world to me
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In full bloom, we see our fate, like the
silence in our relationship with our mate,
all we can do is hope it doesn't come,
treasure every moment breathed from your
lung, treasure every word your lover says
from her tounge
untilted
sometimes,
I think the worst,
I
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