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Many people in this crowd thus place

At this time of night

It's cold like Canada or less but the way

The scarf wraps around my neck

Still dosen't replace the feeling what's

Missing

At this time the birds sit hidden

somewhere put til morning, I know

Because

The phone still snores in my hand by

The way the message is not left with a

blue tick nor a green I know

Because

I told you to rest after you said that

You was not feeling good

The fireworks have already started to

go off I took a picture but my camera

Is still not clear as the future Mines

Yours ours

I think about the sea the weather The

Sand the beads on a string that rolls and

Snuggles on my wrist and most of all I

Think of you and the absence

You keep the same beads on a string

Yet greatful my lips quirk up in a smile

Despite everything that I know and don't.

-ashespoetry

A/N Happy New year's everyone hoping all wishes comes true and best of days for you all.


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