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Feb 2015
Her
He ascended to the room
That seemed to have blocked him from reconnaissance
For it takes the form of overlapped ropes

He explored the bastille
Where affection was imprisoned
For it was located in prison cells

He always knew
That freedom was sacred to the body
That exploration was claimed by the soul

But his love for adventures, uncertainty and even endangerment,
Has kept him close to both
Her brain and her *heart
It's Been Years
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It's Been Years
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