Hearts touching one another from afar, clasping onto
love for a while as oceans of sorrow wash over us.
Watching horizons through tears, we move slowly
forward alone, letting go of the past and falling
into an abyss, dark yet serene with hope.
Life folds itself into blankets of tears, saving
them for future rainy days when solo feelings fall
beneath blankets of tears.
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