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Our love Exists between Every star In the universe
Dear sweet and putrid Flower I find myself riveted by your solitude. And there is no better method for passing the day In this jail-cell we call freedom
Fleeting lights like fireflies brighten the darkness With hissing booms set to destruction The ship at edge to heighten, Woes. We cry for we are lost. In a world that does not want us.
I’m Yin and he’s Yang Juxtaposed Conflicting Never meant to touch   I’m his light and he’s my dark Distant Separate Never meant to meet   I’m his love and he’s my hate
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