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In fragile moments, she'd cry,
He'd be her shelter, her hearts reply.
Her tears would fall like autumn rain,
He'd soothe her pain, ease her heart's strain.
With gentle touch, he'd heal her soul,
Become her balm, making her whole.
Though scars would linger,love would shine,
A beacon bright , their hearts entwined.
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Love's Landscape - Collection of Poetry
PoesiaIn the end, what helps you overcome obstacles isn't the brain but someone who'll take your hand and wouldn't let it go. There's no need to force the harsh truth onto a small happiness , sometimes you need an illusion to be happy
