Like Play Doh
Once,now, always magical..
From once your allowed to play with it because you won't eat it..
Till the day you realize it,s been there your entire life..
And like Play doh once you blend it together, you realize you will never be able to
take one color from the other completly...
We will always have our blended parts...
We may remain seperate pieces but, will always be one due to our blends.
Which run so deep nothing can ever seperate them..
SEE...
Was, is, will always be magical...
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