soul feels older
while heart feels young
i crave your breath
to fill my lungs
winds push forward
loves sink west
burning in the suns set
feels like our very best
laughing is so easy
when secrets are concealed
between apologies and flattery
only in haste ever revealed
like paper through the wind
truth flows through the wicked lyre
steady paths will light the flame
and words set them on fire
backs turned to light
a hardened steel glow
still we press on with might
lingering only in shadows
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