Long years are a chasm, an unbridgeable gap
Yet those small, fragile tidbits refuse to stop
They rise in my loneliness, they flicker and play
Leaving the heart perplexed in restless disarray.
The fragile links that we forged in youthful heart
Those soft, tangled threads that remind our past
In a phantom touch, the untold truth whispers
And takes away peace of mind, even the soul stirs.
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