When you leave, you are gone. The world moves on without you. But those few, those scarce precious few, whose minds carry through the ages, they are the ones that live on in pages, in stars, in memories.
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Like the ships in the night that we are.
This is what happens
After we say goodnight.
As we succumb in the safety of our quilts under the moonlight.
-Compilation of Poetry-