see her there ?

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she                                                      ­          

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( We tell so many stories of our pain )

                                              ••

we write our Love Poems                              ------

                                  ( emptiness  )

She walks the lost streets

With

the Child

//                            

the one we planted there

in our escape

From the prison we call

Reality

••

Do you even know her name ?

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Oh how she longs to kiss your face !

            ( The one you hide

                                     In your infinite shame )

••                                                    

In the vast sunrise of the re - born Day

we shall follow and we shall meet

And everybody will be glad