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Monday, August 8, 2016

Here, still

As you hold me near
Bidding your goodbyes,
Tears fill my ears
And music floods my eyes.

Still, I hear the river
Tearing us apart,
Still, I see the beauty
Flowing through your heart,

Still, I feel your fingers
Piercing through my pain,
Still, I taste your sweetness
Pourring with the rain.

And as I ride this distance
Rising higher and higher,
I still breathe inside you.
Can you feel my fire?

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