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rememberme

consequence
of faded troubles
evergreen against the black
listen long
no need pretending
was here we meant
for coming back

into this light
as one with darkness
take of all
but take my hand
walk with me
these paths of silence
close your eyes
to understand

were there rules
would care of living –
what of blue
this night defines
hereto words
the poet whispers
time is but a state of mind

love made less
with broken verses –
stories writ as ink to skin
tears foretold
of truths beginning
willing us to live
again

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