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Remembering
Do you ever
think of me,
walking at night
along the dancing sea
of shimmering light,
remembering the light that used to dance
in our eyes?
Do you ever
think of me,
waking at dawn,
listening to
the silence prevailing,
remembering the silence that used to nest
between us?
Do you ever
think of me,
listening to
the patter of rain
on the roof,
remembering the nights we were alone
together?
And do you ever
think of me,
exploring the beach
on a warm summer’s day,
remembering the day
we looked
and smiled
and found
each other?
© 2005 Author Unknown
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