Whispers of child affection by Ink Soul
In shadows cast by words unsaid,
A love as hushed as histories kept,
A frigid calm where hearts have crept,
Just like the cold wars subtle spread
A quite tale of loves refrain,
A distant touch a fleeting glance,
Emotions locked in a frozen dance,
In stillness loves secrets remain
Just as historys s turn,
A cold wars tension softly sown,
A love so quite scarcely known,
Yet within a fervent yearn
In tranquil depths our love does lie,
A silent hope beneath the skys embrace,
Though quite it holds a gentle grace,
A love that blooms beneath a quite sigh
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