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Sep 2016
Theirs was a love just as pure as the sky
Screaming for freedom, forbidden to fly

Theirs was the song of a whispering heart
Two handfuls of dust as it all fell apart

He read her like poetry, she loved him like home
Ablaze in the void, like starlight they shone
Curing
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Curing  South Carolina
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