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Nothing Can be Done
Love has been described as a battlefield as it can leave us with scars that can be seen and unseen by others.
Especially when the notes are singing in harmony.
A Harmony that is purely Bella to the fall of the first winter snow.
Snow that calms the hot ground from the heat that escaped the summer and landed into late Autumn.
Both forms of love are based on the unity of love.
Cold and hot cannot exist without one another.
Even when they oppose one another they are still brought together by the Melody and Harmony of music and life.
They are the love born of constant sadness and perseverance of truth.
They come from the unity of two that have different backgrounds that were meant to unify for a complete bliss that begins with four angels, and ends with more bliss.
Nothing can be done as all of the Gods, including the one that is the chief of all has ordained it!
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Aaron Vialpando
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