Gather my love was spoken gliding clouds abound with newly arrived proclivities
Propelling those whispered promise into delightful interventions and sensitivities
Glorious light to behold warming to the soul as ghost illusions faintly see stars
I remember today I thought if today only existed and there was an I in us after all
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