Connected Dreams

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Connected with the blood
In our hearts,
The breath in our lungs,
The moon and the sun.

Darkest nights meets fondest
Days
And washed away are the tears
Of pain.

For two hearts have been merged
Like a sword and shield,
Protecting and fighting
For what they love.

Nothing is everlasting,
Only true love,
And if it seems a bit cliché,
Then you may go away
Dear reader
For I have no use to those
Who trample on harmonious dreams.


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