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Never to have
Never to hold
Never together
To grow old
An eclipse on a cloudless day
The Light of We is denied
The Light of We that may never be
Perhaps the We, only my blind I could see
You are my wind
You are my rain
Until the end of my existence
A storm may never rage again
Inner thoughts
Tangled and woven
A lifetime of awe
May never be spoken
The sun is set
On She who sets me free
Love has denied
The Light of We
.......Dustin Michael Baer
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