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Our love is broken
The wings of time has taken it away
To a land beyond the sun
The good hours spent
Together in between circadian chores
I remember and lament
This cruel world laugh
How in a short span our single soul
Shreds into two halves
You must be missing
Our meeting at the moonlit barn
Our gossiping and kissing
Can we hold the promises?
Made to the faithful hours of love
When life would turn into pieces
Counting days I wait
I believe you to return into my arms
And to rewrite our fate.
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