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Thursday, 15 February 2018

[Poem] Wishing You Were Here

Falling Autumn leaves, 
Mark the passing of years; 
And they used to say, 
That time heals all wounds. 

I think of the saddened 
Look in your dark eyes and 
I remember how I ignored 
Them; oh how that pierced. 

I think of the places 
You yearned to go with us; 
Now we could only imagine 
Your happy expressions. 

Grasping the air, 
Wishing you were still here; 
Wishing we knew where 
And when you would leave.

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