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Aug 2014
during the moments that we spent apart,
I noticed space seeping behind the walls of your eyes,
blurring your vision.

During the moments that we spent apart,
I could feel my mind begin to stale
As I was stuck with beckoning thoughts seeking a lost love.

during our lasts moments,
All became silent.

We stood at opposite sides of a bay for hours,
Watching as the water flowed on and on.
Understanding that life will go on,
it must.
Our silence was overcome
with an overwhelming feeling of acceptance,
as we slowly retreated.

Walking our different directions,
Walking away from the bay and all of it's teachings.
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