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On the early, dark
hours of today,
(when my eyelids had little strength)
I found you; again:

Not physically,
but in song,
in the sweet exchange of thoughts,
of ravishing words, and seducing ideas.

You were here once more.

Not your flesh,
but your beautiful mind
I longed to hear.
To hear...
To fall under it's sweet spell.

I witnessed time itself,
bringing you closer.

The sun rises...
I am no longer alone.

- Alejandro Bonfil

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