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Out of Sight

This dream of mine
Is hard to define,
What I thought I knew
Was only you.
 
But that time has passed
When I saw you last,
That door so near
Things became clear.
 
You were gone for good,
While there I stood,
Just waiting and hoping
And desperately coping.
 
Maybe you’d come back
But realism I lacked,
When that note layed there
With words and despair.

(2013)

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