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Mar 2015
There was a doorway I wanted to go through,
The darkness and heartbreak blocking the way,
Flooding me with memories of pain
And I never thought I'd see you again.
Through the town we drove with our friends,
Painted ourselves naked with words of love.
It's lovely to be different, and good to depend
On the people you know are not hiding above
In towns and streets and houses and valleys,
You could almost have known them but never seen.
And then the piano I was starting to play
I found lovers and friends listening
And I saw you and called you by name,
You answered it was you, your eyes glistening
Alan S Bailey
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