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Mar 2020
At this point, I can't remember what I was doing before you.
But at this point, you're what matters most to me and that's my truth.
My heartstrings have disconnected from my past and with yours, they've intertwined.
At this point, our love is most pure and divine.
Our souls over the months have bled into each other,
before this point in time till the end of our never-ending future,
we'll walk hand in hand through life's ups and downs,
together.
Written by
Sam Swaratsingh  18/M/Ottawa, Ontario
(18/M/Ottawa, Ontario)   
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