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Even if it's no longer with me,
in the whisper of the wind,
in every ray of sunshine that I shelter,
I carry you in my heart, a slow lament.
I know that time has changed us,
like storms at sea,
the dreams that in the mist went away,
so, lonely, they were shipwrecked.
We were spark, fire and wind,
dancing in the light of a summer,
but sometimes love is a foundation
that breaks in the hands of a human plane.
The paths we crossed are history,
the laughter and tears, a distant echo,
though today distance makes its glory,
in my breast, for you still burns an early flicker.
Wishing you well is a sincere challenge,
an act of love in the midst of goodbye,
though the pain of loss is fierce,
my affection for you will always have its voice.