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evanescence





I am drowning silently in dreams of others


those fragile footsteps left by wandering eyes
in the stillness of a summer night -




somewhere in these truths
are the eyes I long to see

the eyes that make my heart blaze with fiery passion
for breathing
for living


for longing to feel the sun's warmth on my face
in a far-away land


longing to be touched by people
I've yet to meet



and know
in the deepest wells of my mind's imagination



that intimate yearning for a place to call home.






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