When ...

When we cease to be
Or we are broken.
Touch my cheek
before u leave me.

I won't ask you to stay
The night would be at my side.
But dissolve in the wisp
Don't turn away.

A fly by night
A shift of advection
They would have me
For the rest of time.

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