Sometimes, when I close my eyes,
I get to a place where everything that you were
And all that you are not anymore doesn’t matter.
And where everything that I am
And everything that I’ll be does not happen.
This is a place where nothing ever begins
And where nothing ever ends.
This is real love.
This is nothing.
This is everything.
This is eternity.
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