they stood on the hill ~ foes one tall and one small their eyes locked like nothing else existed both hesitant, should they run or kill curiously crossed fates for hearts can't lie they can beat, burn and break but never deny ~ yearning
whispered to the stars ✨ countless names, -yet all the same the ones we loved the ones we lost once upon a time remembered, but forgotten they'll remain always always the same
we hadden geen geld, geen knikkers jij & ik we speelden met zand met onze handen bouwden wij de mooiste kastelen we had no money, no marbles you & I we played with sand with our hands we built the most beautiful castles
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