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Jan 2013
Old, alone
and sore

he packs his suitcase
and packs his torn leather shoes

he leaves
never gonna return
never...

walking upon shore
it rains
dripping from his sin
and his glasses get lost in the drops

the water crashes against
his
and he runs his fingers in the deep sand

his teeth glimmer in the ray of the sun

a tap on his shoulder
a frail tap
oh so frail
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