a single thought as breath on air, it lifts us up from this despair, when love is faint and life seems cold, a thought remains to which we hold, as laughter in the dead of night, a sigh we share amid delight, in sky the starlings bring their song, to that for which we ever long, as twins immersed in lives apart, forever one within the heart, a thought occurred to me today, an absent thing for me to say, as i imagine you in hours, colouring the world's towers, with gifts of which you're never sure, the ones that cast your spirit pure, amid the torrent and the tide, these cyclic states we must abide, I thought the things you loathe in you, are those that make me love you true...
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