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2d
That night felt like a dream,
The memories are sparse,
I remember the walk back through the dark.

You held me close,
Our steps intertwined;
Clinging to the path
We almost couldn’t find.
I remember the walk back through the dark.

And even when the world
Felt like it would shatter;
You and I shared a laugh
Like nothing was the matter.
I remember the walk back through the dark.

And when we were back,
To the safety of the fire
We shared one last kiss
Under the ire of the moon.
I remember the walk back through the dark.
I was out on a trip with my partner recently and this poem entered my mind while we were taking a night walk. Enjoy!-RH
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RH  16/Trans/E6, Chess Square
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