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You were never my destiny perhaps, but for days I lay with you, and your love made revelations beyond any marriage or long-term commitment.

You still warm me at night, my knight. It's as if you are the fire my soul sits by and the hearth which my heart sits against.

But she had no voice to answer. Her song was muffled, and the noise around her was loud. No one around could decipher the purpose.

She is a wild heart. She runs free. High in the mountains. Softly treading the hillside. Imprinting the sand by the ocean.

You sit down with grief You explain you need to understand You want to be friends Grief accepts It explains, You never will be the same

You have a young lover? Me too. Does his touch make you unbelievably alive? Do you travel to places that others think are off limits? Me too.