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Nov 2022
every day in dark beginnings
we stand on sidewalks side by side

as we approach I clear my throat
hoping that our feet collide

and maybe if I stand so still
it can be just you and me

my heart is racing from the thrill
a hopeless possibility

you said my name and spoke a line
and quick i was to answer

but you and I have words too shy
to speak like graceful dancers

i see you and you see me
but do you really understand

how every second I pretend
that these near moments I can stand

to stand beside you,
composed on my own island.
Grace
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Grace  F/Voie Des Papillons
(F/Voie Des Papillons)   
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