Day 256: Into the Wild
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o, there is a voice on the wind.
is it you?
is it you?
what would you have me do?
to what end
should my heart leap from its home
and out
into the wild
to find you?
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o, there is a turn in my step
as you move
yes, you move
me.
such a hold is this
that while i spin
you cage and steady,
your arms at the ready,
to straighten and still me
again.
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o, there is a hope in my heart
and no earthly promise
has put it there.
no fleshy example could.
do i wait?
yes, i wait.
and for how long, my love?
how long?
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