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Jan 2013
At night, when the day dips
into darkness,
I go to the ocean
and think of
you

my memory searches
for the look on your face
and the way goodbye
sounded on your
lips

you sailed into an
endless dream
and I still don’t know
where your feet
have been

and on the horizon
where the water sways
I hope one day
I’ll see your
face.
Tru Baker
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Tru Baker
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   Lizten, ---, marina, Timothy and Nick Durbin
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