We were missing to one
another, some
but you were
at his hand
As if I stand
there trouble and I
have seen in you
a deep time
to promise. Strength
above all is there how
you grow limp inside
my arms. I’ll go
today say do wake
up, and for all its love
I stay beyond
the perimeter,
cordoned off
with rope. For wherever
you come back
to, this is ours.
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