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You and me? He said, we're like parallel lines. Cursed to be apart forever, always just a little too far. But your slope is the same as mine, and even parallel lines meet at the horizon. So meet me at the horizon, my love. Reach across the gap between us and we can intersect where our fingers interlock. Be my point "b". I will meet you wherever you want to go. I might not be the "x" you've been looking for, but I'll always let you have the last piece of pi. We might seem a little irrational, but love is undefined even to this day. We're both a little odd, but together, I think we could be even; Even better than anything this world has seen. So help me test this theorem. Help me graph this line. Even if it's only a segment, it will be the most beautiful that I have ever seen.
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 8:22 PM UTC
Meet me at the horizon
You and me? He said, we're like parallel lines. Cursed to be apart forever, always just a little too far. But your slope is the same as mine, and even parallel lines meet at the horizon. So meet me at the horizon, my love. Reach across the gap between us and we can intersect where our fingers interlock. Be my point "b". I will meet you wherever you want to go. I might not be the "x" you've been looking for, but I'll always let you have the last piece of pi. We might seem a little irrational, but love is undefined even to this day. We're both a little odd, but together, I think we could be even; Even better than anything this world has seen. So help me test this theorem. Help me graph this line. Even if it's only a segment, it will be the most beautiful that I have ever seen.
LauraMaria
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 8:22 PM UTC
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