“16 AGAIN” 6 July 1992
What we had here
was more than a boy and a girl
Something that to someone
meant more than the whole world
hands reaching out
across silence and fear
cancelling waves of doubt
bringing me here
The morning is over
alone again
the water is clear and empty
I can’t live through her again
nature is beautiful
everything is lost
passing time until night falls
when I climb back on my cross
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