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in stage two of learning to cope.
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Dear,
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I miss the times
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when we knew
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the quiet, when we spoke
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the best of our loving
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within it like the light
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buzz of hummingbirds after rain.
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I miss the times, regret the times,
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the shots at you, now; and regret
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this conviction: an existence,
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led with cinderblock. Today,
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the silence is really
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very thick and wedges
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between the teeth, and
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suffocates. I am sick,
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and pray to rejoin
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you as a tree,
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a maple in clam repose.
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Until then, I can only remember
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the laughter of your eyes. Your voice
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again, I should never realize.
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6 Feb 07

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this is so sad. i really like it, especially the last three lines.
 — popyelle

^ agreed.
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Very good poem!
 — porgie

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