Incomplete Poem by Ami Joshi

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Like a piano,
They sang songs of their love...

Songs of their love,
Sometimes black,
Sometimes white...

Sang together...

Like together,
Forever...

Lonely...
Separated...

Still,
Sings their own songs...

Songs of their love,
Sometimes black,
Sometimes white.

Like souls,
Souls met to be together, Together forever...

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@ Ami J

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Monday, May 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: soul mates
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