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had we nothing
save these mortal pains
days without restraint
had we much
or something more
than diamonds held
stars beyond the gate
hands to fit
in places dark
eyes to light
the deep
were something less
worth coming for
i think not
now we see
the sky
recalls each moment –
portals to the past
as blue made dreams
remember –
we fell
as wishes cast

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