Forever In Our Minds

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When life slips away from one's hands,
We put ours together,
Interlocked.
I would find sorrow in the fact
That such sadness
is the essence of my voice,
But I resort to your memories,
And how, through it all,
Your blind happiness was,
and will always be,
The true essence of our hope,
Of our vivacity,
Of our complicity.





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