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Sep 2014
When someone you love begs you to leave.

Creating a tsunami with the skips of a pebble.

The second before every mistake.
The seconds within every moment.
The second after every made-memory.

Empty chairs at empty tables.

The realization that we're all sets of stories.

How to justify wrinkles underneath the eyes.

A *****.

The most valuable good.
Shamas Hereth
Written by
Shamas Hereth  Waipahu
(Waipahu)   
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   Pax, --- and Ayman Zain
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