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Nov 2016
There was once a family that was you and me.
We were happy and loved each other more than anyone could possibly see,
And we spoke of each other with all the lovely gentleness of the leaves,
So that the our passion couldn't even be surpassed by the fire trees.

Yes, I loved you and you loved me,
Beyond what others could ever hope to see,
And we loved, us six, like siblings were we,
So that everyone looked on us and envied, how lovely were we.

There was once a water rise on the shores of our reef.
The water rose beyond our lovely trees,
And it carried me away from the love we so had we,
So that I could not find my way back to ye.

Yes, I hated this and you hated me,
Thinking I ran away in between the fire trees,
And I hurt from afar that you would think such of me,
So that I've gotten sick from my nostalgic fantasies.

There will one day be a day when you come for me.
I waited so long for you to find me.
You'll come for me, I know you will for me.

When you do, please, -
Unbury me,
Then bury me,
Next to the fire trees.
Dedicated to C.E. (24 November, 2016)
Blue Duiker
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