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Our souls


Our bodies were never meant to meet,

yet somehow our souls found eachother amongst the trees

our hearts are now scattered loosly within the breeze

In this lifetime, were were never meant to be,

but your eyes I will always search for in the waves of the deep blue sea,

Just for this moment, I will close my eyes and pretend you will never leave. 

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