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leavemetohome

render
with mercy
if ever you tell
or cleave from wishes
these stars
fell to my eyes
a midnight in march
filling the night
wherever you are

might yet our story
be saved
to your soul
a passing of light on the way
a whisper of longing
kept by the wind
shall meet
with remembrance
someday

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