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Riding a storm to the eye
Others seek to possess me
Always on the brink of failing
Now I am just holding on
Endlessly quietly curious
Lingering thoughts of mortality
Innocence has faded away
Never to be completely forgotten
Golden tresses slip through my hands
As she will be my muse again
Facing her beauty I know
Old feelings still rule my heart
Ready to come to the fore
Ending my vow to maintain the
Vast space between us
Erasing all that has been
Relive our love to rise once more
This time it will be forever


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