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May 2015
When I look at you and see your face
split from mine by some hands of grace

Those sultry eyes cast from the dawn
Do they wonder where I have gone

And in my palm is space and shadow
And in my heart is grief and sorrow

Once eclipsed by your olive shade
I wander the world lost and afraid

In a different place I hope to find you
In a different face, and a different virtue
Written by
Casey  30/M
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