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Feb 4
Once, too deep, too hard, too well.
No caution, no edge, no end in sight,
Just her, just us, just blinding light.

She was the world, and I was the sky,
Reaching too far just to stay in her eyes.
She left, but love did not fade,
It lingers, it aches, it won’t decay.
Written by
Aymeric  20/M
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     SiouxF, Lucid, amelie, Repentant and Bree17
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