The Lost Tale: Wilson

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I still can hear the waves.

The sound circles around

In my head,

Like a never ending loop.

Just like your cries

That keep me awake

In the night.

---

But you have found silence,

And now, you are free.

And I could have been too,

But I floated,

Floated away from your reach.

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I heard you jump

I heard you scream.

But I was too far gone

And it was our last goodbye.

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I still have the handprint.

Even though,

It's faded

I see it

As clear as I see you.

And I hope,

You can see me

too.

- Wilson

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