#7

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I am one survivor
of a viscous journey
7 depart. 4 return.
3 kind souls, lost to adventure.

occasionally, when my mind wanders
I feel that I should have left dead
instead of my companions
instead of my friends
that it should have been me to fall from this mortal coil.
but, as sun peaks out
from bitter, sodden clouds
I see them in the sky,
remember their smiles.
and realise my luck
in being alive still
and live on, with their memory in my heart.

[A/N]
getting slightly too lazy to write authors notes anymore, probs won't hear from me for a while.

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