Tender touches to tendered hearts
from where olive meets cherry I receive the devils kiss
sin they shout
wronged by many if we are so
wronged by our hearts if we weren’t
two valleys collide
mountains meet mountains
but in the end we are as the shouters normal
two hearts sharing one feeling
two walking out of the fog
hand in hand
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