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Velvet Samara
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And at last, he came one day, With flowers in hand, to where I lay. But I was dust beneath the ground, Love’s farewell in silence bound. He came, not for the love we knew, But to show his beloved something true— The lifeless form love left behind, A tale of hearts he’d once entwined.
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Alex 🔵cryptocity.base.eth
@cryptocity
Beautiful poem
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