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In the great vanishing
In the great vanishing
The soul on my shoulder
We gifted each other
Now gone, I am older
Seeing with our eyes closed
Feeling without touching
Love like light, filling space
With no need of clutching
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July 22, 2023 at 3:29 AM
Stevie Smith Unknown - May 8, 2001
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