gone too long

A litany of good-byes 

Signifying everything 

We want from Light

The shapes of letters resemble

Hands raised in supplication

Bottomless things

Somewhere in between I find you

In the story you beg me not to tell

Even though you are the hero of it

The boy who quietly 

Saves the headstrong girl

From so many foolish choices

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