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Our love was destined to die.
Our flame meant to burn out.
In the darkness, we found each other.
But in the light we fell apart.
It wasn't our fault.
It was just our destiny.
Our fate.
What the universe had in store.
Just the end of a flame.
The end of the pain.
Now we will blossom into our own individual cores.
Broken, yet strong, we grow from the ashes.
Like a lotus, we muscle our way through the cold, damp earth and awaken into a new found beauty.
With light and love, we are regrown whole.
Full of music, full of color, full of life, and full of love, this too, is the destiny for us.
Not as two, but just as one.
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