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Always Then

the rolling hills beseech me
reflective of our beginning days
fresh white wild flowers,  
abandoned
to an empty field afar
longing
to make it to where we are
 
newness kept,  
playing upon a heart
the sun, the rain, the wind
all chiming in  
 
where beauty would begin
 
light looking past  
a rocky shore
living free
and so much more
 
amore
beauty holds what I long have seen
my senses pulse at the very thought
of what we ought
and what we bring

flowers entwined at the stem
a!ways now
and always then
 
 
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