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Written: July 09, 2023   ______________________________________________________________ In a realm where lost souls wander astray, Two kindred spirits crossed paths one fateful day. Love, respect, and admiration they sought, Each is a strand of the ties that bind, tightly caught. As threads intertwined in a tapestry, they weave. In this realm where lost souls wander to sieve Bound by gentle bondage, mutually chosen, Their hearts were entwined, forever frozen. With every glance, a spark ignites. A flame that burns through endless nights. Love, respect, admiration—a symphony of emotions Each strand of the ties that bind the notions They were two lost souls, wandering alone. In a realm where darkness had claimed its throne. But fate had other plans, for their paths to collide, In a realm where lost souls wander astray on the side Their eyes met, and a connection was made. A recognition of souls, a kinship displayed Love, respect, and admiration they sought, Each strand of the ties that bind is tightly caught. In this realm, where lost souls find solace, They found refuge in each other's embrace. Their hearts, once fragmented but now whole, United by a love that touched their souls.

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Date: 7/10/2023 10:48:00 PM
Its amazing how huge a simple hug by a loved one, can be. It can instill happiness, take away hurt, reinforce love, and calm a troubled mind. Imagine if opposing enemy soldiers were instructed to hug their foes instead of kill them... Hmm I digress, back to your poem, two united in an embrace are no longer lost. Your poem speaks volumes . You are a wonderful poet.
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Date: 7/9/2023 3:33:00 PM
Enjoyed reading, Lasaad, this well-crafted repeated lines to join smoothly.
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