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Bread Crumbs

I left a trail of breadcrumbs for her to find me again,


But once she found them,


And started to head my way,


I was reminded about how much courage it takes


To be truly in love;


And I went back,


And picked up the crumbs.



Now she is lost in the forest


And I am a lonely coward.


What a waste of bread.



-C.H.

 
 
 

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