In every poem I write,
I weave her into the words I create,
A subtle hint, a lingering trace,
Of the one who holds my heart's space.
Her memory lingers, a sweet refrain,
In the words I choose to intertwine.
Though our paths diverged, we were once bound,
And now I hide her in my poetry found.
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