Poem 14

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We were friends, but something more,
In every glance, our hearts would soar.
Late night talks and secret smiles,
Love hidden in our shared trials.

In the quiet moments, we found,
A love so deep, it knew no bounds.
Friends in name, but hearts entwined,
A bond so rare, forever kind.

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