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Writer's pictureEmmanuel V. d'Aboville

All those yous I built myself for

You're far ahead

I'm barely waking

I hope you're waiting

My secret love

Doesn't expect me

Taking my time

To build myself slowly

One goal in mind

For you to notice me


All those yous I built myself for

Which one will help me reach the shore?

My arms are numb my eyes are sore

So little time so let's fight some more


Not so much in a hurry

Things happen in time slowly

Changing more and more certainly

If not you then surely another

For the water is getting clerer

Seeing further into the future

Trusting later will be full of color

With you it would be possible


All those yous I built myself for

Which one will help me reach the shore?

My arms are numb my eyes are sore



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