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Jan 2016
Come with me to where the water hits the sand
To the end of mystery
And take my hand.
The endless roads and maps
Will end and all that's left
Is deciding to sit and rest,
Feeling all is right.
And a light appears
That reflects us in your eyes
We are together,
I am me forever
And hope you feel the same.
Lost in the sounds
Of you simply breathing
The world is my illusion
Amongst fog.
You stand as a clear vision
But now pleading on the edge
To hold you till the end
Perhaps long after.
Won't you come with me?
Let's go together
There to belief
That beyond uncertainty is you and me.
•2016•
Peeka
Written by
Peeka  24/F/CA
(24/F/CA)   
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   ---, wordvango and Cecil Miller
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