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Another
in another life you were something dear to me
something fragile and sweet
and oh so beautiful
a burnt out star and it’s moon
a child and his mother
the grass first stepped on by man
something innocent and lovely
meant to be adored and appreciated
you and i were something accepted
accomplished and respected
they say i am wrong, that we are only what we are now but are we not everything that has ever been
a culmination of everything we were and will be all in one moment
sincere and bright
a love that cannot be described
only felt deeply
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