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Singing softly as our ship sank
This time our serene notes of joy,
Escaping in bubbles of desperation,
As we cling on to the broken raft of our love.
and when the writer types out the final full stop, we stop too. for you and I, were only a 'we' within these numbered pages bound by a frail paperclip. what we search for is eternal, and the writer tried, tried so hard but I guess we weren't just meant the be, the fates cut our string, the paperclip was bound to break.