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If I have to wait for you, I’ll anchor my feet to the ground. Once to give you your space, twice to hold the connection we’ve found. I’ll watch the seasons change without asking them to stay, Remember the quiet in our eyes, where words lost their way. A doorway left unlocked, a room humming with old songs, I’ll leave the light right here, exactly where it belongs. A canvas of the memories, cloud brushes for your art. An artist hidden beneath the armor, a glimpse of your delic