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Sep 2020
In mortal confinement
The love we bore made commitment,
As a contagion,our hearts became more found of each other
But in silence it blossomed,like lilies in the artic with none to adore the aesthetical sense.
Petals on the winds,our love out into the cold world a beautiful aura unexplainable in word
But the love we bore couldn't be,
For fate never  let in ,
to let us be.
But what  we shared was real, for even in the unseen world our souls remained intertwined _ even if fate never let in to let us be we'll always be meant to be_ .

By C•o•L•e
D Cole
Written by
D Cole  20/M/In the in-between
(20/M/In the in-between)   
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