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when leaves fall in the water
a poet said she noticed
when we feel a rush of bitter cold
well, we shiver
when You get to feel that
i am there wrapping my arms around you
on telepaths of warmth
on warpaths with tears and memories
when waterfalls or little rivulets
start drawing lines
on your delicately crafted face
i'll be next to you, joining you
holding your hand
and when your heart sobs
my spirit hands will be
holding it gently
rocking it
to a tranquil
distilled peace
and when you close your eyes
in silence
remember
I am with you in your sorrow
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