Through all our unending time
For however many tears
We’ve both tried not to cry
For however many years
I’ve lived trying not to die
Praying, wanting, not to lie
Yearning, endlessly, longing,
Through all our unending time
I’ve never really; learned!
I’ve never really; yearned!
To look closely into... your eyes
To tell you; goodbye!
poem by Mark Heathcote
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