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Aug 23
You're not lost, just because you didn't comb today
I see you here, yet your thoughts are drifting away ...
You rake the leaves, with your bare hands,
You try to see, where your future stands.

You're not lost,Β Β just because you need a break,
I see you smile, while trying to hide your heartache
You collect the dirt, under your fingernails,
As you walk barefoot and cover your trails.

I still see you, underneath the falling leaves,
I hear your voice say "thank you"Β Β and "please"
I see your true smile, glowing in your eyes,
You're the only reason, my soul survives.
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Carmen Jane  36/F/Seattle
(36/F/Seattle)   
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