The city is on the brink of falling
and so I know you are there
huddled in some small room
hoping it may be safe enough
as mortars drop close and loud
I could walk all night
but never reach you
separated by darkness and light
seas and meadows
longing as I do
to welcome you in
so we might at last
shelter each other

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