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Secrets uncovered
Memories to remember
We build a house on lost stars on
December, Counting Jupiter and Mars.

She felt as if the wind hit her cold
Knocking her off her feet as she saw,
The one Who broke her whole her breath hitch
In her throat as time halt and glance between the
two Shrugging then kept walking.

Walking with an umbrella under the pounding
Rain tap dancing on top as if to say let me in,
Dreams we have to chase but we rest instead
And say another day as the calendar counts again
Ticking off a lazy day.

They look the same but are completely different
One carry's storm as the other one carry's burdens
A floating white cloud next to the honey sun together like soulmates they form they both collide as one.

-ashes poetry

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