When I first got to know her,
She was fully formed.
A woman with life, and humour and
Dreams.
And in the gaps between the dark times,
She talks about her dreams,
And all the reasons they never happened.
But now we have a fight on our hands,
For she is slowly leaking back
Bit by bit, thought by thought,
To where she came from.
For the stars want her back,
And there is nothing we can do.
bobby stevenson 2017
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