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triolet and counterpoint

Photo by Terry Artt (Pexels/Tookapic)

~ Triolet ~
I walk away, leave you behind;
my thoughts return to you. Once more
to love, to hold, to keep, to bind,
I walk away, leave you behind
the veil of lies. The years remind
me — though times change, of this I’m sure — 
I walk away, leave you behind;
my thoughts return to you once more.

~ Counterpoint ~
My thoughts return to you once more.
I walk away, leave you behind
me — though times change, of this I’m sure — 
my thoughts return to you. Once more
the years remind me; they keep score:
to love, to hold, to keep, to bind,
my thoughts return to you. Once more
I walk away, leave you behind.

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