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Through the ages
looking
searching
so many faces
unfamaliar.

Then standing
at the rivers
edge
I caught a
glimpse
of the face
forever haunting
my dreams.

Lying in wait
unclaimed
a face more
dainty than a
doll.
so defined.

Reaching across
the expanse
of time
extending my
hand to touch
the skies suddenly
darkened
elements wept

promises written
with tears remain

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