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Jun 2014
Iā€™m going now,
I told you.
Your eyes were
heavy in the cold.
There on the platform,
only a shivering
embrace remained.
Our bodies united
against distance.
In a swarm of tears
and snow-speckled hair,
I brought my lips
to your ear and
whispered goodbye,
and that I love you.
Like a *******.
Edmond Guillaume
Written by
Edmond Guillaume  Oakland, CA
(Oakland, CA)   
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