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Bluelighter
There once was someone
Whose face was not unique
Their air was all the same
And they spent time in gardens
Long stone walkways
Its nothing to be taken
Like a Sunday in May
Just a walk down the brick road
A smile until you can finally greet
The one person you have waited for
Your entire life
Nothing should be said
You hold hands
And exhale
The sun shines off a tear
And the afternoon arrives
There’s no use
You sigh
And let go
Of your day.
Whose face was not unique
Their air was all the same
And they spent time in gardens
Long stone walkways
Its nothing to be taken
Like a Sunday in May
Just a walk down the brick road
A smile until you can finally greet
The one person you have waited for
Your entire life
Nothing should be said
You hold hands
And exhale
The sun shines off a tear
And the afternoon arrives
There’s no use
You sigh
And let go
Of your day.
