gone
from this temporary
from this temporary
dusty earthly home
and my immature
heart aches
for loss of love, wisdom,
for loss of love, wisdom,
security you were
to me
to many
to me
to many
and in Time my heart
will rejoice for Love taking
you in perfect timing
but not yet...
not yet...
not
get it
get it
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