Its a false search to try to recreate it
Its a false homage to miss it
Paradise lost
What we have lost is what makes us
Then we know how or what it was
to be in that space
that we still carry in us.
It was beautiful to have been loved like that.
Poetry by Sona

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Written on 2023-01-27 at 06:17




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