What it Takes for S.W.L
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I feel the hand of the night sky
holding my shoulder tight
to guide me through
there is just so much pain
never been the one
to rise up from the ashes
with elegance and pride
to start anew
Oh, I listen
for the sound of your voice
in the rivers
in the forest
in the stars
I don’t know where you are
or how to find you now
but, I will never stop trying
tracing all of the years
our last three words
exchanged
I love you
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and I’m dying
to see you again
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©Ari Newman/2022







