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Dec 2014
It is my past that now speaks
It is good enough that I love you
I know how from afar
I am strong enough not to have you
I understand what you want
And take no offense to your absence
Though I dream of our nights together
It is our lives that matter most
And not our struggles together
It is a destiny that only gathers time
With no purpose other than our longing
And that is how it must live on
Until what must pass gives its consent
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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   ---, ryn, --- and Earthchild
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