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In the dance of hearts, we find our rhythm,
Two souls, entwined, in love's prism.
With each step, a story unfolds,
In the tapestry of relationships, bold.
Through laughter and tears, we navigate,
The highs and lows, our fate dictate.
Hand in hand, we brave life's storms,
United in love, in each other's arms.
Sometimes rocky, sometimes serene,
In this journey, we find what it means,
To cherish, to hold, to understand,
The intricate bond, hand in hand.
For in the tapestry of time we weave,
It's the threads of love that never leave.
Bound by trust, by passion, by grace,
In the embrace of love, we find our place.
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I First Saw Him
When I first saw him sitting on the wall, relaxed and looking out over the water, I was sure he wasn't a local. Not including children, there are only about 250 or 300 of us in this area full-time, though that number is ten-fold in the summer, and I know everyone at least by sight or by family resemblance. And yet, the way he sat looked familiar and started my mind sorting and discarding among the families I knew, not quite like this one, not quite like that one.
By Natalie Wilkinson7 days ago in Fiction
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