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ethereal

I am flying, floating flailing, failing. I am falling out of the sky and into your waiting arms. I surrender to you and cease resisting what was written in our stars long before we were born. You and me, we are hiding behind walls that no one else can breach. We are on the inside, looking out. Hand in hand, we are walking the infinite corridors of life. Our minds are soaring like angels encircling the heavens, high and higher until we nearly ignite like glowing embers kissing the sun. And as we stand on the edge of forever, we are engulfed by the silent beauty of our connection. With every heartbeat, we breathe life into a love that has existed since the dawn of creation, a love that will endure long after the stars have burned out and the galaxies have faded into the void.

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Fiction – 146 words – reading time: 1 minute

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cloudy Sunday morning

Our love was like a sandcastle in the clouds. It felt as though we were defying gravity every time we met, soaring to unprecedented heights. The touch of your hand was like a soft breeze, against my skin. The sound of your soft voice wove a beautiful melody within my heart. Every moment with you was surreal, a dance of emotions that painted the world in vibrant hues. Before you, my world was grey and black, and sometimes blue. It was as if time stood still when we were together, and the rest of the world faded into insignificance. As if each fleeting second was a rare treasure that was only made for us. In your arms, time stood still, and the rush of everyday life faded into obscurity. It was a place where I found solace, where the echoes of my heart found resonance in the cathedral of your love.

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