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Saturday, July 4, 2009

the memory of something.

She smiled at us from there,
till we remembered a place
we had never been;
I walked across the park,
thought there was something more
I'd forgotten to ask.

After we made the fire,
we heard the shadow sounds
and we looked into the sky.
When we arrived home late
we heard the laughter
and joy, and a broken heart
made whole.
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