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Forgive me this,
to raise emotions long laid down
I read a letter you see,
a note from the past

Why is it truth rhymes with pain
In feeling what could not last
Long gone, my longing,
So distant: our time
So far my care it seems
Numb when you're not close

Broken, sometimes yet, without care
Would you mourne me I wonder
That which has died
Would you recognize me?
No. I think you can surmise

I stand on a Hill
Not over, not stuck
I stand on a Hill
No feeling of doubt
Over We are, heard you over and out
Yet here I lay
Not moving, without.

I'll try my friend
to take the next step
But if I trip once again
Forgive my sin.

Last updated: 2019-09-02

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