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Feb 2015
when you are gone from me
i miss you as i miss the sun
setting too soon on a winter day
when you leave
and i am alone
i miss you as i miss the spring
and wonder if you will return

i collect
pieces of you to be remind me
that even when my bones
are racked with cold
you will return
and we will laugh
and touch lips
until i forget
that the sun ever sets.
a wildfire
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   Kaitlyn A Warnken, Brianne and ---
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