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Sep 2023
I heard you
9 Sept 2023

You spoke with your eyes, time past.
Dreams that died,
Broken on the pavement of life,
Driven wide.
Who holds the truth of winter,
The pain of summer?
You spoke with your eyes.
Colours of fall, wonder’s resound.
Promise, spring thunder heart’s pound.

My love, I hear you. Heaven’s long.
Written by
BTW
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