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Looking back I couldn’t see
you were much slower
slower now than me
yet I decided to wait
for you to catch me
in the dust
aside my rickety gate
hiding neath the rust

I held your hand in mine
to lead you down my path
inside toward my loneliness
to where it all began

If only I’d looked back earlier
and chosen not to run
I love having you back with me
one plus one sounds fun