katrientjielove
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little stars
human hearts: often divided by time distance the walls we build how is it measured? how is it captured? how is it contained? love is often a puzzle a riddle a mystery searching seeking for meaning between the fine lines of what love is portrayed to be I still ponder the different colors of love melting together as hearts collide like little stars forever floating about the starlight melting the pieces of our universe and the pictures we find hidden in what we try to call love
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