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The still-beating heart that stopped once, Thumped ardently. The rigid cold wrap of Death's embrace withered fictiously. A soul forever trapped in its own darkness, found light in a space that never knew dawn's caress, a vibrant love that defied oblivion's address. I am quite unsure if the universe conspired or was inspired by our depth for each other, But I know with unwavering certainty our souls were destined to meet, A cosmic dance orchestrated by hands unseen, forever our hearts will beat.
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Feb 12, 2024
Feb 12, 2024 at 12:51 PM UTC
The Unspoken Dance
The still-beating heart that stopped once, Thumped ardently. The rigid cold wrap of Death's embrace withered fictiously. A soul forever trapped in its own darkness, found light in a space that never knew dawn's caress, a vibrant love that defied oblivion's address. I am quite unsure if the universe conspired or was inspired by our depth for each other, But I know with unwavering certainty our souls were destined to meet, A cosmic dance orchestrated by hands unseen, forever our hearts will beat.
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Feb 12, 2024
Feb 12, 2024 at 12:51 PM UTC
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