The wind caressing the hair. The voice soothing the soul. Quietude. The colors pretending to be alive. The cry trying to make sense. A fool's paradise. A dream that never ends. Not scared. A final call to cherish. A look that never fades. Memory that makes you want to live more. Reality that forces you to wish for a cross over. I'm smiling. The sky, the protector. The clouds shadowing you forever. Life's nectar reassuring that it will all be perfect. Que sera sera. The smile spreading the warmth to the core. An eternity of togetherness being the truth. A myth trying to enslave you. Still tastes like freedom. The hope. An assuring touch making you feel wanted. The longing making you feel vibrant. The eyes, desiring a glimpse. The yearning heart.
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