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Apr 2016
We create worlds for the people we love.
Little un-burstable spaces of infinite time, those little one seconds that last days longer
Lost symbols of nothing before but now mean everything
Places only your world of two have seen before
Heavens made for picture frames to be locked away in album frames always treasured by the bliss retained
Dreams of long lost sights but stilled reached towards like green lights
We perfect these corny little alcoves of space just to remember how important it is to hold love and hold our loves to us.
Written by
Clary Morgan  a house
(a house)   
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   Just Melz
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