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take of breath
my last surrender –
cleave these tired hands
tell me now of promise
never meant
to understand

when nothing else
is mattered –
will you watch
or dare you stay
skin to skin
beat to beating –
one more leaving
held at bay

roads were lost
but I won’t let them
take of these
the best I am –
burn the house
and clear the pasture
life will live
love will last

beyond these dreams
of temporary
things I have not voice
to tell
nights beyond
the reach of morning
heaven split
the realms of hell

take me home
tempt not slumber –
another time for us allowed
worry not for days
forsaken –
memories to grieve

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