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everywhere I am, grace, life, living a better story, love, places we have loved, reminders of me
when last I dreamed
I lay awake
and wandered unto home
the safe and sweet
embrace
once was you
tell me now
some other time
of who you are
and why
you knew my name
before I thought
to love
. . .
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