A bench placed in the very beginning of time
Will always be seen from a distance,
Where laughter echoes behind leafy bushes
Splitting into a smile, the moon gently evokes
An uncertainty for the eternal entwinement
Who could have known?
That, Infinity filled the realms of that moment
Changing the course of hearts
Colliding clusters of atoms
Magnetically fusing together,
And all that was being held,
Was your warm hand in mine
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