Even if the shadows turn the page,
And clear the lights upon the stage.
If tomorrow resets where we stand,
I’d reach right out to hold your hand.
No matter how the cold winds start,
You’re still the warmth inside my heart.
We’d learn each other’s names anew,
And I would still choose only you.
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A poetic write of a choice not regretted. Nicely rhymed and written
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