Long way together
You woke me in the morning.
You got me out of bed.
We ran a long way together,
then you let me go ahead.
Where this path goes now
I don't really know.
You said, "I have to leave you."
So for now, I'll let you go.
a poem is a lump of wood that holds the door open - GRANT MORGAN
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