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Rated: E · Poetry · Romance/Love · #2019371
A poem about internal growth and knowing what you want.
Just as tides, that rise and bend,
I lost a season, I lost a friend,
A warming scent of days now gone,
Wind brings peace, far from one,
But staying for tomorrow just to see,
Holds me close to let me be,
And as we walk, whistling still,
I wait for you, I'll wait until.
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