In the cold brood of a desert night
that frosty air is escaping your lips
saying things that hurt my ears
making my heart race
I want to reach out
and silence your once gentle lips
and tell you that you don't have to be afraid alone
you don't have to run
we can be scared, broken,
and selfish creatures
together you and I
on a painfully clear starlit night
Wilderness
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