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Nov 7
Two hearts beating the same rhythm,
longing for each other like the moon and the sea—
destined yet unreachable,
as if the cosmos themselves had scripted their love.

Their hearts, though linked, are miles apart,
and distance, a thief stealing their every shared second.
Only whispers, the touch of the wind,
carry their love untold—
like parallel lines, forever aligned, but never collide.
Written by
Apul
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