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(For David, of course. Happy birthday, my heart’s companion.)

If you drop a pin then I’ll hear it,

If you blink I’ll know you’re there.

I still reach for you.

Let the changes come, I won’t be afraid.

I’ll be where the tide comes in,

facing the waves.

Won’t you tell it all back to me?

And I will believe that it’s true.

Are we living these days away,

Or is it fading out of view?

So open the door to me,

And stay here for awhile.

I can listen to you once more, finally picture it all.

Let the changes come, I’m not afraid.

I’m here where the tide comes in,

facing the waves.

Someone told me once,

A long time ago,

“There’s a story here for you.

Hold on tight, someday you’ll know.”

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