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My love, where you are not
All else is dark and cold
All is toward an ice-ringed end

My love, I hide my eyes and cheeks
Behind a borrowed shawl
Behind your borrowed name

My love, I never told another
Because it was an interrupted dream
Because I could never prove a thing

My love, did we really exist
Side by side, the lonely ocean
Side by side, the empty sky

My love, all
My love, behind
My love, because
My love, my love, my love

You tasted of the bluest salt
Your every word a floral form
We were so lucky to bear witness
To one another’s tears

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