Remember

The things, the rings
and the times that you
were forgiven without
reason

The songs, the wrongs
and the rights to make choices
on this road to
recognition

You are my heart
Not someone that I gave it to
And when you go or come
The tides within my blood
reflect your gravity

The parts, the plays
and the ways to the same
destination without mapping

The lives, the wives
and the folly that we follow
to the end of consideration
for casting

The tales, the veils
that cover up every secret
we would rather not explain
to the party

The smiles, the miles
that we cover looking for
all the things that they
told us we should have

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