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I may have let go of the rope.
But I kept a string.
A piece that will always connect us.
A bond that will never die.
A soul I will never stop lovi..
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Imagine wanting to speak, but being a mime.
Imagine wanting to run, but being a statue.
Imagine wanting to love but being a robot without a hear..
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Vast and Deep like the ocean,
Sky colored with a tip of a brush.
Waves crash into my heart.
Hurts when it gets too calm.
The good morning texts ..
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Earth, air, water, fire
With every step,
With every stroke of light,
The world around them was painted.
Trees grow,
Winds flows,
The heat from t..
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Shadow
A beacon of light glows,
A shadow that’s been lonely long,
Emotions weave together a body,
Finally with form,
Exploration is ac..
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