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May 2018
Amidst the turmoil of the world,
my heaven you have always been.
Though you have all but disappeared,
I still meet you in my dreams.
And as my heart slowly bleeds,
tears leave stains on my cheeks,
I whisper in the empty darkness
“I hope you are well, my love”.
Written by
Andrew L Manson
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