working through it in misc

  • July 13, 2020, 7:28 p.m.
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i am trying to understand and make sense of this
perhaps there is no explanation
i found this once before but cast it away

you are not a mistake, not a grievance, nor a misunderstanding
you are your own being, i cannot define you
what i can do is give you hope, love and beauty
i hope you hear the chord in my heart
that plays when i gaze at a newly sprouted plant or a dribbling stream
my heart longs for you at that time, knowing that you were not meant to be
but for a brief moment, you were
in my heart, you still are


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