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There is a line in your heart

a drawing upon your skin

comings and goings

longing and leaving

in your dreams.

There are mistakes in desire

and learning in regrets

amongst all

there is understanding in love

for loving you is knowing where you are

and loving you is letting you be you

and me be me

for meeting depth in your eyes

breathing love in your arms

showed me who I truly am

and how much of that unfolds in the infinity of the world.