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poeticpains Oct 2013
there will come a time
           where we'll not talk for two weeks,
  then three.

                                           Soon enough, it'll be a year,
                          then three and four.


          One morning I'll wake up
                    and realize it's been 20 years,

          and that I still miss you.

(J.D)

— The End —