I know I’ve cried for wolves when there were none
Merely sheep in disguise
And to you I am only a face in the crowd
Another in the sea of people who will retreat with the tide
But these feelings for you grow with each passing day
And though they may bring forth no fruit
Your memory has marked my heart
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Star Tree Sunset on the Dune
By Alban Henderyckx
