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Whispers of Forever
Your eays hold stars that light my way
A gently grow at the break of day.
Your touch is warmth, aspak to true
Like dawn's soft kiss and drops of dew.
Each Breath you take , a song so sweet
A melody where heartbeats meet.
Your laughter dances in the air
A whispered promise, light and rare.
Through storm aand sun , through time untord
Your love is fire, fierce yet gold.
...Saturday 29th March 2025 2:59 am
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