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Jan 2015
I'm holding strong
Tight, so close the edges blur
Lines that once defined us
Now entwine us
Even though we are no longer the same
Your breath still warms my cheek
Heart still dances to your beat
We watch as the years pass
Age lines, laughter leaving it's mark
With time passing I wonder
If our eyes will find each other
At the end
Or if, like so many other's grip
We will slip away
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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