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Wil Kavi

By my pride

Cast adrift
in an unknown sea.
 
By my pride.
 
Alone
 
Missing you,
whoever you are.
 
It’s not the end
that frightens me.
 
It’s knowing
I have missed
your tender love
and mercy.
 
Forgive me,
sweet lovely stranger,
my truest deepest love.

(2013)

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