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November Third

Follow the birds flight

home

 

Only to visit,

only for a bite

 

They haven't a care for the past.

I can learn from them

 

Two days across the mountains

A night with endangered peace

 

We didn't sleep much at all

for all the right reasons

 

You said we should stay here forever

Away from the world

 

With the Albatross

Our awfully messy new neighbor's

 

That's the old, I say

We stopped running months ago

 

She reminds me of the best part of the memory

The dinner, the dance

on shores you'll never see

 

These birds know the lands

They've kindly mapped it out for me

 

We go by sail boat, by dying moon light

and I remind myself,

 

Have the reader re-examine my palm again.

For I feel to soon a feeling of love

 

I've done it to myself this time.

 

Life is living

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