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                                   We swept past each other,
                                   forms passing in a quantum space
                                   where time was paused, a transitory
                                   meeting of eyes—but destiny
                                   keeps its own counsel, shifting the
                                   paths of uncharted fates.

                                                         Alone I stood, yet never lonely,
                                                         your presence in some way endured.
 
                                  Morning lands with golden
                                  vows, your essence awakens my
                                  senses—wild and untamed, sighs
                                  without words, your tenacity
                                  besieging me—
 
                                  My eyes dare not open, a slightest 
                                  distraction might break the spell 
                                  that binds you to me.
 
                                                           Eastbound winds bearing promises,
                                                           whisperings of souls converging—
                                                           of futures yet unwritten.

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