Here's another one. Same person, same subject. I guess it was exorcism or something, because I don't usually write this type of thing. Josephine From the ends of your compassion to the depths of my despair - all the spaces in between and the silences we share - we have seen our new horizon in the false dawn of our day as we watch our golden wings become our feet of clay. In this fortune of reversal I will make my peace with pain and hold my empty heart forever in this doorway in the rain. As your eyes once turned toward me and your words were once unspoken (with such sweet anticipation) all your promises unbroken. Every beat of every moment rains like tears from mournful skies - the beginning of forever - in the land where no-one cries. In this fortune of reversal I will make my peace with pain and hold my empty heart forever in this doorway in the rain. In this fortune of reversal count the cost of all your gains and hold your empty heart forever in your doorway in the rain.

Coppula eam se non posit acceptera jocularum.

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