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Dec 2011
as we dissolve
into the ages,
i will only have
these things
to remember:
your messy hair,
your easiness,
your voice,
your embrace.

when i drove
through the
last exit, i saw
a plane speeding
through the
cosmos.

i think
we are all
crossing some
distance.
Written by
Scott Swanger
602
   michelle reicks, --- and JL
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