Poem 18

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Holding hands at the beach ,
The sun setting behind us .
Looking into each others eyes ,
The pain is visible and clear .
It slowly dissolves and just when a mear
Drop is left , the words
"Don't wait for me. ."
Bought it all back. Our hands parting instantly
I didn't even have the energy to reach out.
I had to cool myself, so I just walked into the ocean ....

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