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The memories of you come back to me
As sure as the beating of my heart.

I ache for you.

I feel you in every breath I take.

I hold you close to me in the stillness of my dark.
Like a thief sneaking off into the night, for a moment I steal away in the memory of what was you.

I make peace with myself and what is to come.
And I know I will be O.K.

©J Rounds 2013 ~Peaces of me.

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