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I feel you...
in the rustling of the leaves...
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Many words written of death...
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I waited for you
where the sun meets the sea...
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When looking at the puzzle
Of the jigsaw that I solved...
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How green the shoots that all conspire
To bring the winter down...
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Closed eyes...sealed mouths
numbed by a pregnant moon...
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Trust others to trust
yourself. Remain trustworthy...
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Everything you love, everything you hate,
Goes away, out the window...
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A streak of blue
Sad but true...
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In the space between
Sunday love-songs...
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watching his malign
moves upon my child shredded...
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Stone, shadowy edges...