370

All those stolen moments
You would have known,
The kiss of the lover,
A blanket just sown.
A hug with your mother,
Promotion at work,
But instead there are others
Who progress and usurp.

I’d remove all the oceans
To bring you back home,
But my body is weak,
And you are alone.

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