This Time
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Rebecca Navarre
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The stillness I choose, as
the wind blows and my heart
is moved. As the waves come
crashing in, and I guess I'm lost
in reflections again. Making hearts
in the sand, and just for a moment
I thought I felt your hand. Sun is
setting low, wipe away the tears
that flow. Get to my feet to stand.
But, a sliver of the moon begins to
show. And this time, , My heart knows...
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