There is no crease of u I wouldn't wanna see unfold... Nor a page left blank without our story to be told... There's pieces of u that are yet to speak... Fragments of details wanting me to free... Willing to write a new chapter that'll last until the end... Where words capture the magic of luv'rs that are true friends... As how I are defined creates a curiosity do willing to fall... Writing us in a way as if reading the walls... Listening the sounds through perfect expressions lived within luv... There's no limit to the tongue that wanna taste the ink takes to find the words of us... For the miracle written in our minds and before eyes... Rearranged in a way the same comes to life... As images emerge every letter placed together with making a sound... There's so much to become of the display aroused... Jotted down in passions trust form... As one in our own version of the norm...
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