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It shook my heart watching them go, the time was short, it was nothing at all. I said my goodbyes until I got to him, and there he stood, ready to leave. I hugged him, with a strength that meant love, I wasn't planning on leaving him empty, but what he left me will forever take a toll. In his strength, the plead of a man that feels time slipping off, it was the hug of a man reluctant for all he loved to go. And though he had everything to lose, love is his only currency, and the only thing he came for. A rich man he is, and as a rich man he'll someday go, for the only thing that comes with us at life's end, is but memories and hope, for a once again, and for a bit more love.
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Apr 1, 2017
Apr 1, 2017 at 11:59 PM UTC
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It shook my heart watching them go, the time was short, it was nothing at all. I said my goodbyes until I got to him, and there he stood, ready to leave. I hugged him, with a strength that meant love, I wasn't planning on leaving him empty, but what he left me will forever take a toll. In his strength, the plead of a man that feels time slipping off, it was the hug of a man reluctant for all he loved to go. And though he had everything to lose, love is his only currency, and the only thing he came for. A rich man he is, and as a rich man he'll someday go, for the only thing that comes with us at life's end, is but memories and hope, for a once again, and for a bit more love.
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Apr 1, 2017
Apr 1, 2017 at 11:59 PM UTC
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