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Saturday, March 19, 2011

Memories of the old.

You watch over me through the eyes of an owl. In the chair. On the wall. The clock. Tick tock. Airplanes down the stairs. Letters on the railing. What an old, unsteady home. Dance steps on the floor. Repeat, repeat. Oh no. Did you see that? Of course not. Why not? Prefect, perfect. Babies in a blanket. Don't cry, don't cry. But where did you go? Now I am alone. One after another. Gone, gone. You didn't have to leave. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. How I loved you so. But again we will meet. Looking forward to that day. Like he did. Oh, he loved you so. Flowers in the cemetery. He left your grave bright. Pretty, pretty. But then.. woosh, woosh, the wind. Bye, bye. I understand now. Together you are. Forever. Love like that will always live.

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