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nmoghe
What exactly is it that's cemented to your heart? Is it the roses that travel through your veins, painting your heart red? Is it the sound of the blue salt foamed waves that floods your memory with her? Is it the melodic tones that echo through the car speaker, tranquilizing your torment  ? You don’t need to remember, love. Your heart is a pulsating instrument of wavering feelings.
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Aug 28, 2018
Aug 28, 2018 at 3:05 PM UTC
Cemented