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A New Era I had love in my hands.
I held it, but like quicksand,
it slipped through my fingers.
I never really had it.
It was never real.
They were the façade of true love,
but they never really loved me at all.
Embracing All
Intangible Mystery of Love's Essence--- Also, I love quicksand imagery.
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitutes