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The Bench
I have come a long way to the crossroads of a bench
 In this single moment, my heart can’t be quenched
 In its thirst for your kiss, your laugh, your smile
 Your love was my treasure that could always beguile
 Like glittering gold horizons, now set in the west
 You lie in the night with the moon at rest
 Till death do us part, till life fades to grey
 I vanish in a love that shant ever fray
 That could vanquish all the stresses of the chaos we call life 
 And the madness in which we thrive 
 I have come to understand that we are breathless 
 By this grace to live for another's love that gives us purpose
 And to pull on the boots of life and run to a future opened wide 
 Until we meet again upon the great divide
 And so today I stand on this stage
 To find comfort in your love, as I turn this page
 To this new destiny, and new comfort of thought
 That someday I’ll come to find you saving me a spot
 Though beyond the gates of heaven is not where love thrives
 But within our memories, where it flourishes to rise
 Then soon, in this spot, the heavens will rain in sage
 At this wisdom we have known, that love never skips a page
 And to this I find solace in a gentle, tranquil breeze
 It seems you’re here to listen, and put my grief at ease
 For tonight I lie encased in warmth, knowing that someday
 You’ll meet me at this bench, and walk me down the way

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