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Jun 2014
The ties between us
Once Valhalla steel and thunder
Now more that of Aradnian gossamer frayed thin
We gave our all
Now there is nothing left but softness
Gazes still lock
In friendship
The smell of your skin lingers
Against my sheets
I'll always be here
To comfort
To care
Although this road ahead for us splits
They all lead to the same end
I'll be there.
For Sverre. May your loss feel less heavy today. Hope burns.
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
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