gates – 0016

The outline of your face
Has left without a trace
The memory that I never thought would fade
Has fallen off the page
Into my hands
To follow the wind’s path
I know you will return
With the summer breeze
Nothing truly leaves
The trees return with leaves
A new adventure awaits
Without you waiting at the gates

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