Such a full word, such a joy to be.
Is it me? Or you? How about you?
A collection of souls,
The sound of heartbeats
is deafening, but beautiful.
I hear her whisper further and further.
Through the years, my eyes are filled with those
blue tears
The soft touch of her hand flows through me
like the memory of beloved shadows.
Embrace her.
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