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You're here....

So don't you worry baby,
Even as you wave through the fog from the train window,
Know that your fragrant smell still lingers in my breath
And I can still feel your fingers lacing through the goosebumps on my skin
Your eyes still sparkle and meet mine in dreams;
And your still emanates shrouded desires of my soul.
Your solitary whispers strum through the ears and probe into the unclaimed passions of the heart..

So, even when you're long gone, and forgotten, you're here...

(And that's my only salvation...)


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