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 words from the soul

we must speak tomorrow

Blue horizon stares into breathing

searching yesterday for now

when living was dauntingly fresh

without thought or why

we must speak tomorrow

walking across summer sand

washing into dreams cultivating

another hope before conscious

awakes those sorrows

that requires silent walks near hope

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