? - Poem by Keith Michael
Can you taste the mountains, the ones that have been lost for thousands of years. the blood that runs through me now was once apart of them and it trickled down, each time i lost a memory i gained perspective on who you were and why i kept dreaming of you. hold my hand, ill help you across this river that contains us and we can finally see what we have been missing out on.
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