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The Emanating Chill

I remember the scattered talks we used to have
About sports, music, it didn’t matter
Sometimes pausing to argue over some fact or figure
But always ending in laughter

Those times are gone now.
Wasted away like the glow of summer
We know only the wisps of memories at this time
They are no more, replaced by silence

Replaced by an icy chill that emanates from you
From your eyes as you see me
When you are together with your friends
But when we are alone it changes

A warmth emerges and once again,
Slowly, haltingly, we begin to speak
Our talk is distant, but still it is there
The conversations are brief and few

It doesn’t seem to matter,
What’s happening around us,
All that matters is that we are together





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