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Pages fall like drops from melting eaves
Pages underfoot like autumn leaves
While I search for the words to make things right
Buried words always hidden from sight
I don’t know how to tell you all that’s here
In my flooded mind just the wrong way is clear
Ever underneath, sunk down too deep
The right words are somewhere, always out of reach
But let me string together a few at a time
And hope it can suffice with these few lines
To say I love you sounds far too weak
But it’s the strongest thing I know how to speak
My heart goes with you every day
So walk carefully here or far away
But walk proudly too, knowing you’re loved
My dear one, my flesh and my blood