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In Warsaw’s heart, I step inside, Old memories rush, I can’t hide. "My love," she smiles, "I’m glad you're here," But I sigh, "I wish it were mine, my dear." The street outside, through glass so dim, I step out, the world feels grim. A crash - glass falls, she calls my name, "All’s well," I say, through bleeding pain. Her smile stays, my love remains.
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Jan 15, 2025
Jan 15, 2025 at 8:05 AM UTC
Gabriel_Yale
Love's Quiet Return
In Warsaw’s heart, I step inside, Old memories rush, I can’t hide. "My love," she smiles, "I’m glad you're here," But I sigh, "I wish it were mine, my dear." The street outside, through glass so dim, I step out, the world feels grim. A crash - glass falls, she calls my name, "All’s well," I say, through bleeding pain. Her smile stays, my love remains.
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