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Tears Tell

Love & miss you do I,
Your voice that strokes my aching heart,
So far, so distant, so warm;
tears mine urge that I will be fine, it’s only time.
But tears have each other holding one another,
and I have no other.
 
You’re broken, I not so,
Piano voice in me your keys,
Tapping, caressing hope,
Violins stroking me free,
No, not yet don’t, please,
Yearning, writhing, skirming,
Away ache, away from me,
Desperately.

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