Short Years

A few short years
In which to love
With such passion
As we might
In hopes that love
Might survive
The sodden grave
Carrying our hopes
Fragile and forlorn
Into fields that we
Will never see
Beyond horizons
We cannot pass
So we might live
Beyond short years

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