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somewhere amidst the tall green glistening grass i have missed you. how did you desert me like the breeze blowing past my cheeks? I've thought of you often, but haven't spoken. I've kept you in my dream, but reality pushes them aside like broken glass. there is no cure for the splintered pieces that have shattered and lie uselessly amidst the dust. this sorrow weighs so heavy.


the sun peaks over the horizon and awakens the colours hiding amidst the drifting clouds. a golden dust covers the earth with light and a peace that enraptures and covets attention. you have played a part in the master plan and design. even the smallest piece like a shell on the great ocean's shore was included in this novel. the hurts and wounds you left behind were so bright and vivid and bold like a crimson stain on white lace. what useless knowledge fills my head and surrounds my heart where your love should have been instead. how far i've traveled alone and desperate for the past to swirl and change into all i've hoped and imagined.
 
 the autumn leaf sailing gently down to rest upon the cold unfettered surface of a lake, sending rings of eletricity through my thoughts that jolt me back awake. the time is rapidly approaching to fade the seasons from this celebration of life and family into the severity of winter. the question is not will love win back the day, but when will you arm yourself with only truth.