Theres real poetry in the REAL world. The truth is plenty.
"I'll be looking for you, will, every moment, ever single moment.
And when we do find each other again, we'll cling together so tight nothing and no one'll ever tear us apart.
Every atom of me and every atom of you...
We'll live in birds and flowers and dragonflies and pine trees and in clouds and in those little specks of light you see floating in the sunbeams...
"I'll be looking for you, will, every moment, ever single moment.
And when we do find each other again, we'll cling together so tight nothing and no one'll ever tear us apart.
Every atom of me and every atom of you...
We'll live in birds and flowers and dragonflies and pine trees and in clouds and in those little specks of light you see floating in the sunbeams...
And when they use our atoms to make new lives,
they won't just be able to take one, they'll have to take two, one of you and one of me, we'll be jonied so tight..."
Lyra, The Amber Spyglass by Phillip Pullman
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