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Life begins to show once more...

My real name I shall not concede.
This is the rule which I must heed...

Why won't you
Leave me behind...

Your love is like a troubadour
Who sings of prosperous times...

I stand and watch
Alone, my thoughts...

Will your love endure the
Wizened hands of time...

This poem is dedicated to my grandfather, who died...
I wasn't sure if I wanted to go...

Prologue
He spied Her one day...

There is on1y a stairwell
Dividing thi2 seeming space between...

Toward the ground, Sun finished its rounds
And with the hills did marry...

For Elena
I find, dear heart, on this twisting road...

The tree, it fell on all the people
Holding the young below them...