you must have
left it with me
by mistake
maybe you put it down
to pick up
your coffee cup
many years ago
when we were younger
and less careful
we sometimes
let our paths cross
with those of strangers
as if
we didn't know
the dangers
I've tried not to
let myself think of it
as mine
but I've become
used to
having it around
it's grown a little faint
over all the years
I've kept it
just in case
one day you need
this hope
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