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acceptance, blessings, dreams, forgiveness, heart and soul, love, seasons, time, truth
I confess
once you knew me
not as sure you know me now
when years have passed
my story changing –
and what of love
I dreamed about
might I stay
e’er you would listen
had I words and time to tell
of paths I took
of fate diverging –
far from ways
you knew me well
dare I speak
of sorrows tasted
recall anew a broken heart
remnants of a love
imagined –
when evermore
was not that far
. . .
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Star crossing …