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FOR HIM

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Reads 927
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Parts 40
Time 10m

anxiety broken depression drunk lonely pain poems poetry prose sad

"He said,
Never forget me.

as if the coast
could forget the ocean,

or the lung
could forget the breath,

or the Earth
could forget the sun."

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a collection of poems & prose by cast-iron.
written and felt while the sun rises, while the sun sets and through lonely and sleepless nights. 

written by tears on crumpled papers. written only for him.

all rights reserved, 2016
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