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The Night Before Loss
jerotich

the moon fell
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mirrored on
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our pallid skin.
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Our voices were low as
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the world drifted down
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like ash;
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we talked long of heaven
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and I still wonder if
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it is wrong to
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ache for death.
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12 Nov 10

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moon and ash.
i see you bought a ticket.

love 1-3
 — mandolyn

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