She,
She carries around a funny soul with sorrows made of feathers and happiness floating like paper balloons on summer breezes.
Me,
I like to fill happiness with unbearable weight and drowning in rivers of self-distilled melancholy.
Our encounters trigger alchemy.
Our nights, unity.
Our days, duality.
Our dreams, infinity.
Signed,
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