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Oct 2015
I hope that when the
Autumn is done,
and the Winter's dormant
too

That you'll finally let
me in your arms
to bury myself
like I do

&
I hope that when the
grief is over,
that you'll bloom to
joy from blue,

And mostly,
I hope,
after all
this time,

you'll learn that
love's for you.
Written by
Sarah  F/Oregon
(F/Oregon)   
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