Hand in hand we lay upon,
The hill of all our deepest dreams,
We’d watch the clouds just pass us by,
Moving on to better things.

But day by day dreams fade away,
To mists of naught forevermore,
Floating by, I blink, ‘tis gone,
Lost as the thousand rains to pour.

And on that fateful day I climber our hill,
The last day I would care,
Our hill seemed steeper than before,
I reached the top and you weren’t there.

 
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