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Poetry & Art

The Air

We felt invincible.
Singed reeds, glances and sounds of life guiding us through.

Step after step, I followed you; believing.

In the moment, in the wild, the noise and the throes of the passion of here.

Nothing else can be true or mean as much as now, with you.

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