Living off the thread of my existence Breathing the gift of morning dew sweetness of the flower smiles upon me eternal sky above hue powder blue.
Nature sings it's morning song for all I've come to know, will I remember share your breath with me and make me strong One more time before I then, surrender.
Life won't be the same without you near This abandoned soul is broken, torn, and tattered Forgive me for believing that you cared Someday I wonder, if at all: love mattered
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