Demise of nostalgia

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And yet we have lasted. You're my balance. My peace of mind in a world of war and insecurities. A field of lavender kisses and violet hugs. All of my vivid lucid dreams compiled into one. The magic of celestial stars in your hands. The power of alluring exploding galaxies in your stare. And when I thought everything was over from my fuck-up, you opened the door to the greatness and vastness of your vision of the Promised Land.

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