suspended in my soul again...
i find shelter in the dreams of none
though you wouldn't guess it.
this soft hand touched my shoulder
and turned my view
and it surprised me with its newness.
i never knew could happen twice
i was lucky enough for once.
it is not too good to be true
but so true that it is not good.
i am falling into these hidden eyes
and wishing someone would catch me
before its too late for regrets.
there are words of wishing
and words of knowing
and these are the words i share.
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