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The silence still a tangled web,
That the spiders weave. There is still a sweet surrender, In between you and me. The time shared between us, I would never trade. A friendship and a love, Dwells within me to this day. There is a beauty in our silence, With no others we can share. This strange and flawed beauty that only we know is there. We are amazing you and I. To share a gift so true. It's heaven to be in silence with you.
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