Supernatural

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We fought alongside demons and angels.

All we needed was a thirst for the unknown,

And the company of a trusted companion.

I pieced together your image through broken glass,

While you juggled knives without piercing my skin.

Though our lives have been tampered with by the Fates,

Not every mythology ends in tragedy.

We live on through the memories we touched,

The stories told,

And the wrinkles added.

An insatiable appetite is fed with time,

While laughs fade to smiles,

And even soulmates cut the string of destiny.

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