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Paper Wings
I loved the idea of you—
A castle of words built in solitude, A face traced in dreams.
When morning came, the castle crumbled,
And I stood alone, Clutching the ashes of an illusion
The love that was imagined
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Paper Wings
I loved the idea of you—
A castle of words built in solitude, A face traced in dreams.
When morning came, the castle crumbled,
And I stood alone, Clutching the ashes of an illusion
2 Kudos
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