To everything, which seems different when close

Your footsteps I can hear.

You breathe, and I fear

of letting you slip for ever.

Into a gloom, never so dear.

Is it you? Or this foolish me?

Or is it my dream, so dreamy

that once laced my fantasy.

Tonight, within us, the space I see.

I have changed. So did you.

This world too, and it’s all true.

From a sea of childish hue,

to a desperate yelp, all so new.

Save me from this evil’s frill

that aids my heart sink in still.

Disabled before it, my soul kneel.

Afraid of scars that would never heal.

Take me to the blossoms I stared.

Take me to the hurt Robins I cared.

Take me to the unknown I dared.

Take me to everything I am bared.

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