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Mar 2021
I cannot say is miss you
well not every day
life moved on, and took me with it
carried with the tide
and weathered by waves
you stayed as you were
as you will always be
safe and dry on the shore
but you cannot dip your toes
or dance in the sand as I have done
feel the sun on your back
or the wind against your face
for you the race was too quickly run
all over and done
before it had really begun
This week in 1993 I lost my big sister-it was horribly sudden and she was only 30
Unpolished Ink
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   Sam Lawrence
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