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Mar 2014
He gazed long into the flames,
Tracing the path of ash
Fired high then doused by rain.
He watched wisps of smoke
Curl into shadows of the moon,
Felt the star crossed lovers
Blossom far too soon.
He scatters the shore with shells
Following the path of bones,
Wherein he discovers everyones future
But his own.
Rob Rutledge
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Rob Rutledge
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