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Fool

November 29, 2018
By Ava_S GOLD, Franklin, Wisconsin
Ava_S GOLD, Franklin, Wisconsin
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Hands no longer

Touch ever since you

Took the sun with you.

My mind often wanders,

Back to a time

When secure arms

Held what I thought

To be fate.

Back to a time

When, like a fool

I leaped without looking,

Into a togetherness

That ended in flames

Of failed self control.

Back to a time

That’s just a memory

Now.



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