.….Leave the past to its shadows
Death claims life but not love
Often dust of burnt meadows
Paired with rain from above
Bears the fruits and the flowers
New Eden for lost lovers.….….
You said you can’t forget
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What I say is immensely important than who I am. Let the search be for the meaning and substance in my words rather than the intricacies of my existence.
Dialog I would like to revive…it was an amazing conversation