Dear
Dear....., Claim that I’ve forgotten, yet think you each day, Avert my gaze, though my eyes still find you. Lack the hand of destiny, clasp you to me , But, still hold the moment, which is held in time. Dear...., May you bloom in garden of another’s home, While I remain behind, content to rest or roam. Lost within your memory, or finding peace alone, I live within echoes of a love we once had known.
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