i know
you don't walk
through
your lands
in silence
you live
and i know
you don't grieve
the lost times
but do you
remember them?
and,
in the
reflection
of the adorations,
do you wince
in pain?
or do you
shake your
head
wistfully
brush the
memory
of me
off your
shoulder
and
walk on?
(ask)
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