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On all the death beds The word love is more resonant than The struggle to invent Perhaps because what nature provides Has surmounted concoctions Ever since Jesus poured his blood onto wood We eat flesh not stone We listen to stories of compassion We get on our knees for love We die dreaming of it The turbulence hits the wings My mind fumbles with the vision of the dive A jolt and a muffled pilots voice I'd sprint across the aisle I love you We are leaving together but I love you Forever This moment lives And in it I love you
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May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 6:22 PM UTC
If we fell out of the sky
On all the death beds The word love is more resonant than The struggle to invent Perhaps because what nature provides Has surmounted concoctions Ever since Jesus poured his blood onto wood We eat flesh not stone We listen to stories of compassion We get on our knees for love We die dreaming of it The turbulence hits the wings My mind fumbles with the vision of the dive A jolt and a muffled pilots voice I'd sprint across the aisle I love you We are leaving together but I love you Forever This moment lives And in it I love you
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melissa-leardi
May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 6:22 PM UTC
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