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Two sets of footprints do we leave,
Imprinting the dirt with our blackened feet.
We've come so far, hand in hand,
Memory left behind with every step,
With every breath.
The silence has said everything we cannot speak
My heart beats for you and yours for me.
We are one.
One path, one love, one thought
This place is ours.
Here, our love grows alongside the trees,
Their roots forever intertwined
Feelings pulsating
And when ashes are one with the soil,
And we no longer walk in this place,
Footprints may erode away
With time and nature's course
But, still, our memory will remain
Still, the silence will speak.
And our love will forever grow,
Here, alongside the trees.