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Poetry
Letter from North to south
Tuba
Each star a whispered promise, each breeze a sigh,
In the tapestry of dreams, it's you and I.
The moon holds my secrets, the night wraps me tight,
As I pen these words, beneath the soft twilight.
Your laughter lingers in my soul’s sweet refrain,
A melody that carries me through joy and pain.
Time may stretch its fingers, but love knows no bounds,
In the echoes of my thoughts, your spirit resounds.
So I send you this letter, a kiss on the breeze,
A token of affection, carried with ease.
Hold it close to your heart, let it whisper my name,
For in this vast world, we are both the same.
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