the same story
as always
however longingly expressed
never allowed to grow
or to taste the sun
but the clouds of my heart
change
and move on.
won't you come
and fill the space?
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I left this for you, upon the porch step, filled with orange sunsets.
Aw that is lovely, you. 'won't you come and fill the space?' Great line, you.
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