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How could I stand to feel like this?

I wake,

with the taste of your name

on my lips,

and conjure you in the realms of my sleep.

I've fallen so far,

for you

for nothing

Another has built her golden temples

enveloping your heart,

in her endless

Indian summers.

You've slipped,

through the cracks in my fingers,

as shifting as the red sands

on the shores

of her open gates.

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