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Upon the Winds of Love


I remember one night


As we walked hand in hand


A rose secretly clutched in your sweaty palm


The wind frolicking through your locks


And mine swiftly gone upon the winds of love


Fear danced in your eyes and hope kindled beyond your darkest fears


My name engraved upon your thoughts


You gently pressed the rose in my palm and with tears in your eyes you whispered

,
"Remember, roses are nothing without thorns, and life isn't always bright.


But choose joy, dream without fear of the future, and live as if it's your last."


I'd reached to wrap you up into my arms


But was it a dream


'Cause I found my arms around myself

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Fitzy Marlote
Dreams, reveries and fantasies reflect what our hearts desire most. The worst part is how we feel upon waking up.
Fitzy Marlote
Dreams, reveries and fantasies reflect what our hearts desire most. The worst part is how we feel upon waking up.

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