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Prodigal

May 24, 2013

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Thinking of you.
Hoping you’ll return.
Different, but the same.

A glimmer of our past shining in your eyes, mixing with forgiveness and regret.

Remembering your glow.
Forgiving our mistakes.
Transformed, but familiar.

A dance of what could be weaving through my mind, evoking silent tears and hopeful grace.

Unveiled.
Unarmed.
I wait…

 

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