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Mar 2019
On the surface we emerge into the sunset, two bodies moving forward in motion
A harmonious love traveling in the same direction
But buried beneath the surface we are projecting a different path
An illusion eluding to love
I hear your voice echoing in the wind beneath the clouds
You are pleading me to stay
You want me to see things through your eyes
But our love is an optical illusion
Let me go and allow me to wander off into the sunset
© 2/13/2019
Elizabeth P Reynolds
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