made it through

I would take your hand

lead you a little way

show everything we said

we wanted could be

but I don’t know where

you are now

whether you’d listen to me

if ever again

but that don’t mean

I can’t wish you were here

top of this little hill

mound of not much

pillow of dreams

I got here alone

& you are long gone

off into that long night

breeze of goodbyes

tho’ at least I know

one of us made it through

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