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Filled the cups with glitter and honey
My friends shall visit soon
Nature hums love songs in harmony
Stripping the sky of its blue

Serve my heart in porcelain plates
Slice it up; look at that glaze
Still appreciating it, these are my mates
Flawed; they shine through the haze

Fingers intertwined with each other
An unsaid promise; through thick and thin
Try our best to be together
Only next to another; we best fit in.

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Wrote this with Veiled_Intellect ♥️

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