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A Treasure Behind Lost Time

All I see is the stars
Light around me to the shore
From the bulb
Gets old
Cold weightless energy to my touch
Old is too much
A star brighter or lighter
Gathering dust
Love is a must
Or hope to rust the hearts complexion
Collecting either way
Gathering supply to keep warm
A boy never to swarm
Me
Starting to believe
In time gone wrong
When my flower was just blooming
And I never heard that song
I went with life assuming
Consuming each moment
With thoughts of him
Now never
Thoughts of him to ache
A treasure behind lost time

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