thought i once
the path was gone
every fence torn down
could barely see
the meadow
for the trees
nights i took for granted
stars that used
to shine
shooting re-reminders
of a wish
i made
one time
another life
we fit together
gave of breath to know
the ways that we would come
with moments yet
to hold
years to grant
gathered as a promise
once we made
would find us here
remembering
the wish we left
to fate

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