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Holding Hands

I didn't know anything you so suddenly left never even getting another chance to speak I wanted to hear your laugh but instead I sit and cry wishing I could see you waiting for the emptiness to just go away Like a leaf blowing no one hears its cry it is just a simple lackluster leaf Holding hands now that's a feeling it is warm and always new the sensation and memory It remains the same yet the feeling changes the swirling, warm feeling it never feels out of place I remember little but have some vivid very long lasting memories you were so nice Summer breezes and fireflies whistling and watching stars appear in our eyes as we gaze into the campfire I remember the taste of mint the laughs and gelatin snacks movies with each other and especially, holding hands.
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xXSatanicMindXx
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Published
Mar 20, 2018
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This is for my uncle David. He might've not been with me long, but I remember him fondly and hope he finds his way into the sky. Fly high man, fly far.

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