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We both know that our short journey between the stars was a little diamond that we stole from the vaults of time.
Our sweet madness was a temporary escape from the chains of wisdom and balance.
One day she said she loved me, one day she said hold me. Another day she said â€œno one made me feel the way you doâ€. One day she missed me, one day she saw me and another day she just went away. She always said, you are the one; You are the one that I canâ€™t have; ..