why chat when we can plot
why peck when we can kiss
why forget our most loved memories
if they're of the ones we miss
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what makes us ethereal
Poetrya collection of poems about love, life and sadness ⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅ but alike the stars, what we have what we see, we have let go you see, the stars that we see right now are a reflection of reality, long ago ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘...
