68 - pain or paradise

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"among the sunflower beds, we lay, sunlight shining on our faces, 

listening to each other's heartbeats,

as the wind washed over us, breathing steady and warmth enveloping us in a small bubble,

we sigh in relief that we have each other to hold.

we never even thought about the door, that kept us locked in this space,

this space which is either our pain or our paradise"

-k.v.

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