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Your memory emerges from the night I'm in,
whispers of a past, echoes of a goodbye.
The stars twinkle, watchful in the mist,
Weave dreams of shadows in the moon that assumes.
Abandoned like the docks at dawn,
my heart is shipwrecked, searching for the voice that soothes.
It's time to go, the wind is already calling me,
each step that moves away, a tear that weaves.
On the dark horizon, your image glows,
a glimmer, a sigh, forever thrills me.
Your memory emerges, in this uncertain hour,
like shadow and like light, like waking rain.
And though time breaks, and destiny drives us apart,
you will always be part of me, where the soul clears.