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Candlesticks

See these green hills

Us driving by these winding roads

To a place with soft moving pines

And you touch my hands time to time

And I feel so reassured in this reality

A place where we both exist

You smile as we both understand

The meaning of our glances

You look back outside the window

The valley that we left behind

Now its just us here

Just one

You light the candlesticks

I see you

Your face is the one I long for

All these lives

Just for this glimpse

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