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I told myself you were different

And tried to make it so

Not another restless angel

Needing only words and care

Salve to heal the deepest wounds

Of a life long torn and shattered

But hope of winter cups of coffee

Days and nights of promise touch

Was surely the way to capture heartache

Empty of even prayer

For in reality there was no difference

Life is love and love is loss

As like broken birds, I patch their wings

And then they fly away.

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