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In box ghosts In god we trust Picture from forgotten toasts Friendships cyclical, boom or bust One, two, three, four Boldface type between the junk Plaintive missives to ignore Memories stored within a trunk Friends arrayed 'neath a tree Once upon a summer's eve Kept in touch with none of thee With a pen we took our leave Scattered comments, wish you were Scattered ashes, dust to dust Given a choice of you or her Follow always wanderlust Blinking cursor, monochrome screen One truck passes on the street Slowly passing fields of green A moment's thought, then press delete.
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Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 12:20 PM UTC
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In box ghosts In god we trust Picture from forgotten toasts Friendships cyclical, boom or bust One, two, three, four Boldface type between the junk Plaintive missives to ignore Memories stored within a trunk Friends arrayed 'neath a tree Once upon a summer's eve Kept in touch with none of thee With a pen we took our leave Scattered comments, wish you were Scattered ashes, dust to dust Given a choice of you or her Follow always wanderlust Blinking cursor, monochrome screen One truck passes on the street Slowly passing fields of green A moment's thought, then press delete.
mark-butkus
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Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 12:20 PM UTC
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