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I followed a red string
in the black of the night
and there I saw nothing
but an empty yard
and a sky full of stars
but when I turned
around
there he was
the person I thought
I would never meet
The one I'd been searching
for
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PoesiI lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.
