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Somewhere
Somewhere
I know you're out there
I can hear your voice in the wind that rustles the leafless trees
Like them I'm waiting for Spring
For warmth
Nourishment
To grow again inside love
I'm searching for you
I chase my shadow in the fading colours of the setting sun
Look for your message amongst the stars
Face upturned
Bathed in moonlight
In awe of the universe
I've dreamt ...
Thursday 11th February 2016 12:21 pm
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