There All Along

By Ben Lee

I walk these streets and think

My love

But you are not here

I look for you

Around corners

In the cracks of ancient bricks

I descend the hill listening for you

I find the top of the mountain

Look back

At all I’ve traveled

And realize you were with me all along

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