repititions

he's been waiting for me
been standing there hoping
i've been alone in that field
surrounded only by thoughts
i know if i reach
i can cross the abyss
but how do i reach
when i've never trusted before
he knows how
how to touch me
before i know i need it
how to paint dreams
on our own homemade canvas
i've been here so long
planted in the ground beneath
its just one tiny step

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