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Nov 2020
It’s a wonderful dream,
two hearts following
similar paths
to our last gasp.

Sharing stories
caring for these
final moments.

Holding hands
on unplanned
walks across
untainted lands;

Conversations,
that create
new nations
and other
undiscovered
countries
of our minds,

silent smiles
that speak
more poetically
than any verse
created by me.

Till, my tired body
goes to sleep
eternally,
and soon after
my sweet lover
follows.
Graff1980
Written by
Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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