The Light Falls Dim.

You drift away, diamond

dust lost on a summer's

breath. Yet rose,

an arc of gold to span

a road travelled alone.

I search for you where

four winds dance,

casting my plea at their

feet, but dim the light 

that rests with you,

and far from me

it falls.

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