Smooth breath. My breath, describing you is an arduous task. well it's a peaceful end of dusk and the street lights reveals our unconditional love. We dance through the empty streets and live our life in little joy. I hope that I won't loose my half heart earlier or I go too soon. I pray. I cry. If we die, let us die together. And we have no reasons to love eachother, our love is the eternal love. -aphilopoet
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