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Oct 1
What’s meant stays,  
quiet and sure.  
  
True love waits,  
even when we turn away.  
  
What isn’t ours  
slips,  
like water,  
gone before we know it.
true................................
Immortality
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Immortality  17/F/rainy forest
(17/F/rainy forest)   
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