
Where the last wall crashes, where the last defense crumbles,
Where the last insecurity is addressed,
where greedy torments meet rust,
And routine grumbles bite the dust.
where words in all its glory
become redundant... unnecessary,
to hide, or express thoughts, where guilt, or obligations dictate our actions not,
when worldly cares no longer strive,
To barge into our uselessly structured lives,
And when silence is all,
that eternally prevails,
where two breathes
in unison breathe,
as everlasting soul mates,
There my love, we 'll meet,
A wonderful journey that awaits us, we'll greet.

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