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You ran covering those miles between us
And I could just walk some paces.
A cubit was the distance left but
My footprints are what your heart traces.
My blood trailed the previous handspan.
Tears puddling since the first yard.
Your palms containing my weary face
As I leave every inch of you, my lifeguard.
×∞ Adin
7 April 2021
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