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Two to One.



A love, like a delicate feather from the sky,
lands into his reality,
reality becoming a dream;
a dream becoming a reality,
serene and tumultuous,
unordinary and passionate.

two bodies, one soul, a bond so divine,
I can think of no other.
time and tide waited for none,
angst and impatience washed against 'em.
fight, they did, to love, to be...

an eternal companion, they became, truly.

and while he dreamt, the dream fades away within.

 Sorrow, now, a pitiful regret.
No more. No more.
No more.
Life calls,
Success beckons.
With purpose as my steering,
and a vision, unclouded,
its time to move forward.


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