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Jan 2012
Time is not given
It's stolen in each moment
Making memories of shadowed nights
Essences of impulse and laughter 
Lacing through each hole
Although the blossoms of life may not get the chance to bloom, 
Heavy clouds keeping them from life, 
Our worlds collided
With forces of destined allies
Affinity roping our universe into orbit
In each small moment of nostalgia
We will now carry you dear friend
In our life, our loss, and our love.
I wrote this for my friend Mikey who passed just before Christmas in a car accident. Losing a friend is unlike any feeling I had ever had.
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