Wandering Forlon Soul
Written: July 09, 2023
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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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