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Blinded by her incinerating aura, 

Sifting through entangled words, 

A severely misguided tragedy 

Born from memories that refuse to die.

Mesmerized by her stare, 

Innocent yet dangerously infectious, 

She speaks to me in frequencies heard by no other, 

While battling unsteady hands. 

Her presence overwhelms,

As does a mutual understanding, 

Fear unexpectedly replaced with undeniable apathy. 

A deepest love withstanding, 

Questions unanswered, 

Oblivious to a life without him. 

When silence is all that surrounds us, 

The hearts of adversaries quietly synchronize,

For no contrast exists here.

Both past and present speak fluently to all who are open, 

Harmonious perfection in a single tear.-

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