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Did you hold her hand tightly As you walked through the woods? Waiting for the day to end So we might join you. The filtered sunlight Warms your ageless skin; So warm Skin so cold. Your voice echoes within my heart And hurts my jealous ears. A snapping branch of reality Coaxing tears from the secret place. The forest is vast But the trees are not endless. I will meet you at sunset. And wonder at you once more. And wander with you once more.
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Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 10:38 AM UTC
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Did you hold her hand tightly As you walked through the woods? Waiting for the day to end So we might join you. The filtered sunlight Warms your ageless skin; So warm Skin so cold. Your voice echoes within my heart And hurts my jealous ears. A snapping branch of reality Coaxing tears from the secret place. The forest is vast But the trees are not endless. I will meet you at sunset. And wonder at you once more. And wander with you once more.
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Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 10:38 AM UTC
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