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there are my tears

that you won’t see

there are the sobs 

you would not hear

and no patience to read

my words

there are the moments 

we don’t get to share

and a spaciousness

you can’t fill

there is the pain

I often hide

yearning for more

than I can be

and there is my heart

you can’t contain

longing for care

more than you need

melting into what is

Wolfgang Lee moving from the heart

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