Sunday, October 26, 2014

 

You


In the quiet hours

The still time

When night is adamantine

And the Dawn never seems to come

I think of you

Gone

Come back ghostly

At the corner of my eye

Gone again

... and I cry

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Me too, John, me too.
 
My condolences. I've been there and will always be.
 
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