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Worlds Wrapped 'Round
J. Scott Smith
In my mind's eye I see her
Through the lens of days upon years
And what I fail clearly see
Are the days upon nights of tears
Nights of pain and sorrow lost
Hidden mercifully now from view
Days of grief recalled no more
Entombed by vision wont to skew
This foolish heart misses beats
Imbued with feeling, devoid of truth
Lifts high my soul, and set thus
Imbrues itself with truths of youth
Then, so deceived, only by
Self, with no cause else to be found
I hold, too long, her embrace
For a moment our worlds wrapped 'round
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