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Dec 2023
How are the people?
That I once knew.
How are the people?
Between me and you?

I've lost a thousand years
Praying for something
And ending up right here
Hands empty
Heart bare

How are the children?
That we left behind?
The cats, the loves
The cold wind bringing sighs

How are we coping?
When love couldn't last?
I'm barely surviving
Reliving all thats past

And my body is aging
But my mind isn't letting go
Whirl wind sickness
Of things I already know

You're gone
And thats the basis of my heart
Dead and gone
A million miles apart

You could be right there
And I would never know
Loves lament
I guess this is growing old.
Written by
Charles KC Aiken  37/M/Lehi, UT
(37/M/Lehi, UT)   
83
   Acora
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