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Apr 2021
Love is always fire,
pretty or pretty destructive.

Hate is always ice,
forever or ever cold.

Sadness is always an abyss
salty water, sinking, drowning.

And you and I are magnets.
I hold you close and then you are untouchable yet attached.
Grace
Written by
Grace  F/Voie Des Papillons
(F/Voie Des Papillons)   
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