Memories, left at the doorstep. Dreams, shipped on a spaceship. Forgetting things, how we met. Fateful trip. Love slips. I expect it, from the very first kiss.
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Escape Reality 
2 responses to “Fleeting love”
lovely how you express this 🤍
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Thank you Destiny 😊
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