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23 hours

February 22, 2010
By DrVitiate BRONZE, Fruitport, Michigan
DrVitiate BRONZE, Fruitport, Michigan
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The Ocean cried when you went away.
Life sacrificed itself upon the beach.
When you left, the sky tore.
Rays penetrate mourning eyes.
Those hands that held me sanctified disappeared
Those calloused fingertips
Which plucked heartstrings,
Will no longer
Retrace curves

Since the engine turned
Are you going to find what you’re looking for?























After you are 23 hours away,


















Maybe You’ll see what you left behind



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