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You’ve Come Back to Me

for G

A small thing crawling toward me

across this dark lawn. Bright

eyes the only thing I’m sure I see.

You’ve come back to me,

haven’t you, my sweet? From

long ago, and very far. Through

crawling dark, my sweet, you’ve

come back to me, have you? Even

smaller this time than the stars.