A close up of a woman in a dress and a bird

The protagonists of the story wrestle with feather wit Between the tenderness of the heart, betrayal takes root Almost dying gently inhabits the words Loyalty and happiness refuse to lie A love story buried like sand in the clouds In a deep hole adorns the horizon And meteors translate it with stars Souls dance between the strings of love But the longing, my friend, does not calm down Like walking in the desert of separation Surrounded by darkness and has no dwelling Tears melt and mix with ashes To keep our story like a stone of patience Etched by days and hidden by events How much I torture you, my darling, in the hidden moments A love story like anonymous poems.

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