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I felt her warm tears 
streaming down my cheeks
Her heart is weeping
my dreams dreamt are breaking.
I search amongst scattered words
for an errant song of smiles.
I search the shattered skies
for a handful of shy stars.
Let me take her hands
and find the stars in her eyes.
© GDC. 2018



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