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Reflections of Love
Hope cannot save what’s forgotten with age
As the moonlight clandestinely shines.
Pieces of souls, washed up on the shores
Laughing gleefully at the passing of time
Abandoned dreams sink beneath the sand
On which fateful footsteps once tread
Years rage on, crashing silently on rocks
Where despair and weakness once led.
Reflections of love rise up from the deep
...Monday 24th August 2020 2:14 pm
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