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.                        •the   ••••••••          old man wi-    ••••••••     thered•as suns    ••••••••   would set....over    •••••••• many days•follies    ••••••••   he committed, then    ••••••••     unencumbered•fina-    ••••••••        lly caught up...so now    ••••••••          he pays • like an unca-    ••••••••          ged bird,  he had left his    ••••••••             perch• not looking                                               back, leaving behi-                                                 nd hatchlings  and                                                   nest• he discarded                                                     his  roots  when he                                                     left them  in the lu-                                                       rch• flew to pursue                                                       what  he had thoug-                                                       ht was best•now he's                                                      ailing thin.....he seeks                                                      to reconcile • reached                                                    to his sons...and left a                                                    voice message•asking                                                atonement for  his cri-                                              mes so despicable and                                           vile • for now he lays con-    ••••••••            sumed.........by illness and    ••••••••          rage•hours tick by as his    ••••••••        days blur into weeks...•    ••••••••       his frail  breaths weak-    ••••••••    en as he succumbs in    ••••••••   bed•finally the call    ••••••••      did come bearing    ••••••••            the absolution    ••••••••                    he seeks•    •••••••• just a minute too late, for the old man is already dead•
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Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 10:24 AM UTC
Missed Call
.                        •the   ••••••••          old man wi-    ••••••••     thered•as suns    ••••••••   would set....over    •••••••• many days•follies    ••••••••   he committed, then    ••••••••     unencumbered•fina-    ••••••••        lly caught up...so now    ••••••••          he pays • like an unca-    ••••••••          ged bird,  he had left his    ••••••••             perch• not looking                                               back, leaving behi-                                                 nd hatchlings  and                                                   nest• he discarded                                                     his  roots  when he                                                     left them  in the lu-                                                       rch• flew to pursue                                                       what  he had thoug-                                                       ht was best•now he's                                                      ailing thin.....he seeks                                                      to reconcile • reached                                                    to his sons...and left a                                                    voice message•asking                                                atonement for  his cri-                                              mes so despicable and                                           vile • for now he lays con-    ••••••••            sumed.........by illness and    ••••••••          rage•hours tick by as his    ••••••••        days blur into weeks...•    ••••••••       his frail  breaths weak-    ••••••••    en as he succumbs in    ••••••••   bed•finally the call    ••••••••      did come bearing    ••••••••            the absolution    ••••••••                    he seeks•    •••••••• just a minute too late, for the old man is already dead•
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Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 10:24 AM UTC
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