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May 2012
Forgotten, so it seems, a love left unfinished
A heart now abandoned, a passion diminished

An ache and a pain, unrelenting sorrow
A hope now released, a prayer for the morrow

As darkness descends, a hand reaches out
A hand at the ready, apprised of this route

The touch so familiar, as if acquainted
Has it no face?, your sight remain tainted

A smile now you see, this touch you now know
Yet it seem from above, it give strength from below

As closer be drawn, to this one nameless face
Your heart does now know, this be true love's embrace
Dustin Price
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Dustin Price
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