The Fool
Two souls devided by destiny,
seperated by the longest infinity,
The waters cold as we go under,
The winds try to break us asunder,
and we float away,
night by night and day by day,
we will stay,
forever more with frozen tears,
always and forever with whispered fears,
our souls intwined with one another,
never seeing, yet knowing eachother.
That is the fate of the lovers card,
when one is too much the fool.
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