Thousands

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For a thousand years,
For a thousand words.
For a thousand fears,
And a thousand hurts.

With a million tears,
And a million flirts.
In a million mirrors,
And a million layers of dirt.

A billion cries,
A billion laughs.
A billion lies,
And a billion paths.

An infinity of smiles,
An infinity of "Not enough"s.
An infinity of miles,
An infinity of love.

What do you do at the end of infinity?
I used up all my tears,
All my smiles,
All my "dears,"
On her.

All I have left are miles
And years.

A.T

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