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constellations

for another day
gathered close
by a string of crazy dreams –
stars
from wishes scattered
on the breeze

songs to sing
truths I swore
for surely ours were one –
let me touch
or follow
another to become

what I would trade
for moments –
to indulge this sweet refrain
wherein our will is
rested

tis where
we love again

. . .

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