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By mmPoems Posted in 2014, Poems Leave a reply

Untangling the string,
between you and me.
It becomes clear,
how connected we are.
No matter how much,
we twist, turn, and pull.
Our paths are intertwined.
And together,
we go forward hand in hand.

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