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Aug 2021
I feel a story coming on
The Characters are carefully placed where they belong
Words are the narrations
Dialog with no intimacy
Letters formulated from the Alphabet
A time with hours to write
Alone in thought
Inspiration of sought
As the words opened up
A theory appeared
It was romance being only a test
But there was an interruption throughout
War took place
It wasn’t a warrior war
It was a war of two hearts
Together was separate
The words behind were the illustrate
The storm of two minds
Don’t speak
Retreat
Emotions had no thoughts
It was a stand alone tormented
Leave me
The sunset had settled down
Now no one can be found
Path’s go down different roads
This wasn’t something that was told
This is what soul took hold
We were only a yesterday
But now I know my tomorrow
Sorrow less
This is a confess
Love was only a moment
Days that formed live
This is the only objective
Good-bye
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
(New York City)   
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