must i remind you
oh how i love you?
your smiling face
repairs my broken heart
it only takes a word
to restore the rightful order
to release the pearly whites
on their journey to the sun.
i mixed up all their stories
of winter and the silk.
one little child asked
for tea and a mother
cried for the warmest milk
[i have already been defeated
though i've surrendered all my fears
its a time we can be intrepid
after all these lonely years]
so take my hand, oh you who are worthy
lets take a walk through the sunnier valleys
lets stroll and talk and take a pause where the
sunlight creeps in and out of our alleys
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