o i found it
radiating
from the deep
so often lost
in days and numbers
and blown away in
longing for you
i touched your hand
and this cruel confusion,
imprisoning you,
you had to stay inside
to find you
and protect you,
to be alive
in the joy of you
i walk in riddles,
when i left
i left a part of me
now i am limping
remembering
your presence
as if you were
still here.
o i found you
i leave you
o i found it
radiating
from the deep
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