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Some Day Comes (with Mountains)


he may never know
the soft purr of voice
or silent desire
of you in love with him

the “only ever after”
you ever wanted, rested
in him, only ever
walking to the top alone

the beauty of sadness
in the grip of love
hollowed trees in wind blowing
your falling into arms

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