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Our love is like,
The moon and the ocean.
Something I can't reach
And will never try too
But still it sings a
'Symphonious Serenade'
Sound of waves,
Tides.
-
Eira White.
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Sometimes first love is not always the last.
We all can agree on that,
Can't we?
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PoesiaA girl with flower in her hairs, Silence on her lips, Scarred heart, Soft fingers, Both star gazer And moon smitten.....
