I found you.
Found You some how.
Found you when you were lost.
You were lost.
You were lost but you wren't gone.
Weren't gone form our place.
Our place that we have found.
Some how you have lost yourself.
Some how you have found yourself.
Ran away did you?
Ran way form all.
From all who stare without gazing.
Running from those gazeless stares you still flinched.
Under the oak tree.
Under the palm tree.
I found you in our place.
You cry.
You cry out in fury.
Then I understand.
Understand it isn't you.
Isn't you who has been lost.
I have been lost.
Left alone.
Returning to you.
Returning to myself.

 
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