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were'er a time we traded
I thought too far ahead -
was not for life I wondered
where we'd be
or mysteries I couldn't see
answers to my faults
dreamed as you were falling
into me

of longer nights
I have no right -
to ask how long til then
how many ways to find you
must I know
ribbons tied…

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a part of me