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Feb 2022
Small and simple
and yet what my heart craves
to finally have a home

I would shout it from rooftops.
Pay to have it written in the sky
Carve it in stone

Would you do the same?

Would you move the mountain if I asked
part the seas to let me walk
tame the wildest beast for me to pet

Would you?

I will smile when I think of you
The idea fueling my hearts fire
and your name the last upon my lips

Would I be yours?

A home
A sanctuary
A outgrove hidden from the world

Would you think of me the same?

I will choose you till time stops
No matter where you are
Will you choose me, too?
Writing of the Unknown
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