Dear Heart

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He waits on the edge, hoping for something to change.

Too many people, so much noise
The ending is far too close now.

He sees his love before his weary eyes
Wrapped in silk, such beauty.

He knows she waits for him
Yearning for his touch.

Dear heart he whispers in the night sky
I'm coming home to hold you close.

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