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old hurts like river rocks
out all day in the sun
stay warm at night
under the star vigil
watching the water split
and come together
I carry you with me
wherever I go
between heart and soul,
in the extraordinary and
the ordinary moments in life.
I keep you in these eyes
that dream of a future
of you and I,
in my lips
that tell the tale of this hardship,
in my hands
that write of our wonderland,
in the mind
that never left you behind.
........but even courage wavers

love is sometimes fearful of its own shadows

        the heart lives in doubt of its purity

this is the very tragedy of humanity
If the world was made of paper and the sea made of ink,
I would write everywhere that I love you
sharing this beautiful piece from an unknown poet...
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