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A STRANGER
You come to me a stranger
Tall in stature
Proud in stance
Yet there is a fragility about you
Years together,
Then you departed, driving a knife
That cut us in half
And now you return,
Eager to please, though
Wariness etched upon you
Have you left it too late?
Can love be reseeded?
Can all the gifts that passion bestows
be enough this time?
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