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mystery

I’ve heard tell
of skies so blue –
swallows would be
drowning
where clouds for fear of flight –
would roll away
I’ve heard of tears –
ten thousand more
than e’er the heart could suffer –
sorrows tucked
between the dusk
and day

I’ve heard of truths –
the ancient kind
would pull the soul asunder
and lies
would ne’er to think
of causing pain
I’ve heard
of roads beyond the light
paths still left to wander –
a place resolved
to finding –
our way
to love again

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