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More than a half of your life--
one thousand and three evidences--
was spent with this love so perfect
as a whole or in pieces.

It doesn't look like
time heals the passionate and wanted scars,
but you can still feel it,
and proofs are in classical radars.

I have never seen any of you
spilling your inks,
but I've seen the sweetest yet simplest kiss
when you share your drinks.

You cried and laughed,
hand in hand on the runway.
You had happy rings
40 years after the getaway.

Isn't it all so beautiful--
living in each others' hearts,
wrapped in each other's arms,
being the ace of each other's cards?

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