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| we initiated destruction

the dormant lilacs
in your soft palms
grew like stolons
through my skin
as our souls intertwined
under the moonlight
like the alignment of
the brightest of stars
into same constellation
above our heads
and like the meeting of
two giant comets
falling towards us

in the name of love |

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