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| photo (c) Antonio Mora |
Running from illusion to confusion
If we'd dared to walk the path of truth
From our tainted, wild youth
The fault is in our stars
Can we change our fate
Or is it too late
Beyond limitations
Bound we are not
We hear a whisper
Forget-me not
To reach the plateau
We have to go further
Than what we think we know
Or are willing to show
The distance between each other is far
Especially when there is a scar
Yet we share the same view
Changing microscopically
As well as topologically
You are so near
Yet far enough to tear
Apart from the heart
It was a false start
Heavy as a cart
Longing for lightness
Flame with Brightness
Play games I would not
Before we both shot
Our lives away
Now we have to pay
Your gaze heals like Thyme
Through space and lifetimes
Emerge with grace
I see your face
You cannot be replaced
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