Poem 15

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In the quiet, we found our place,
Two hearts in a hidden embrace.
Larry, a love we couldn't show,
In the shadows, it had to grow.

Songs we sang, with longing eyes,
A love veiled by the world's disguise.
Fame's bright light, a cruel divide,
Kept our truth locked deep inside.

In every lyric, a silent cry,
For a love that couldn't touch the sky.
Larry, a bond that time can't sever,
Two souls apart, but linked forever.

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