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Feb 2010
i loved

no really i truly did







Once.

in that place there was static

static that made me indiscernible from the shadows.



you are no more
we are long past

i wish there was a grave
i would bring you to it

no one would lie in it

i wouldn’t have that grave mired

with

what

we

were/are

it would remain pristine unlike us.





some day it would be filled

then i would let you see me cry

and you would still have no clue.
Written by
Benjamin Valenzuela
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     Kamini and Benjamin Valenzuela
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