It is not for me to bridge the divide,
Though I give all my soul to the trying;
For all of the hurt that has haunted you,
Taunted you,
Holds you in silence and cages you,
Captures you,
How could I not reach out, dearest
How could I not reach out?
It is not for me to bridge the divide,
Though my soul never ceases to try so;
When the pain that imprisons you,
Taunting and haunting you
Oh, to see you set free and restored in your pride!
How can I not reach out,
Dearest, how can I not reach out?
It is not for me to bridge the divide,
The silence that holds you is yours to break;
But I whisper my prayers, and I reach out,
I reach out,
Never to doubt you, my darling most dearest,
Chérie, de ne jamais douter de vous
How can I not reach out
Dearest
How can I not reach out?
beautiful poem
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Thank you! ☺
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your welcome
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