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death and love sound like synonyms to me sometimes / i meet you in your present and give you a part of my present / we dissolve into the past and we are not promised the future / still, we keep on loving knowing death will rip us apart / still, we keep on dying with every moment spent in love / and when we love, we accept death with it / so when we die, we die in the arms of love ~
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Poetry#314 in poetry [Aug 19, 2021] "A poet dares be just so clear and no clearer... He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it." ~ E. B. White.
