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She held his hand

as they walked through

the sun’s last rays,

fire in the sky.

They walked,

bare feet on wet sand.

They walked through

the night

knowing the sun

would eventually rise,

spraying

its warmth,

its gold

across the black sky.

They walked with

fingers,

arms,

cheeks,

lips

touching.

They walked until

their feet were

raw and bleeding

the love they shared.

They walked a path

marked with crimson

footsteps.

They walked towards

dawn

and the end.

She held his hand

and they walked

in unison

knowing that fate

meant their

parting,

that the future

held their distance

in its hands.

They walked feeling

their hearts

sift through their

clenched fingers.

The sun,

blinding with beauty,

breached

the black horizon,

leaving them on separate

shores,

on distant beaches

with just the memory

of sunset.

 

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