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Aug 2014
Promises may run out of rhyme,
but remember that the
Ubiquity of you is around me all the time,
and though
Rapid losses of love may occur,
but the
Peace that you bring me everytime is the
Living proof that all endings have an end,
and
Endings don't happen all the time.
color of the day
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