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Dec 2023
I wish a meteor struck as I lay in your arms
and we are buried in ash, preserved in stone
only to be found
when we're thousands of years old
Once they discover our bones
they will weep and cry,
"this is a love that has died,
only to live 'til the end of time."
Veronica
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Veronica  18/F
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