innocence
born of dusk and dawn
here once beside us
but now, gone
the hand held out
is lost without you
the hand held out
is filled with plague
unbearable absence
to shelter under stars
as ornamental hope
just burns away
complete the journey
and return once more
here again beside us
innocence restored
(Image by TawnyFritz on deviantart.com)
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