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Whatever words can't say my heart will cry
Whenever hands are slow my soul will show
You are my blood my love
Whenever stars won't shine I will pray
Until the clouds part and go away
You are the fire in the garden
You make me feel like I belong
We are together in this strange war
Torn like a storm I will cling to you
Distance is being away
Sometimes knots need to be untied
Sometimes we land on islands
You are the song amidst the sea
Waves of the swelling tides
When time fails you will have my poems
Though I am old your heart is my home
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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