Let’s never begin our yesterdays
Even when we have the wind in our sail
As valid item in each other’s eyes
Giving the stomach pleasant butterflies
The most beautiful thing about our ashes
Like charcoals, it removes smells from armpits
We both have loved and have lost but anyways
We grew, righting wrongs in different ways.
yeah that’s called purity in love i guess. keep flowing your words.
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Thank you
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have a nice time ahead buddy
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Beautiful, Vinz!
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Thank you
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