Love had boiled, feelings
were what we toiled
to upkeep their symmetry.
Now that we are parted,
has the sky stayed blue
in your corner,
to the north?
Have snows stayed pure,
printing your footprints
in places I can't follow?
Mar 12, 2025
Mar 12, 2025 at 7:33 PM UTC
Love had boiled, feelings
were what we toiled
to upkeep their symmetry.
Now that we are parted,
has the sky stayed blue
in your corner,
to the north?
Have snows stayed pure,
printing your footprints
in places I can't follow?
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