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I remember How you used to kiss me
When you did, I was blissful.
Birds would sing
The sun was the brightest
Your eyes and mine would meet
And we would smile
With our hearts,
Our eyes,
And our lips
Our hearts were connected
Soul mates
Our eyes would stare
Connecting forever
And our lips
Would touch
But now,
Our hearts are far
Our eyes rarely meet
And our lips will never be touched



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