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It means a lot to me
that you had the last laugh,
and left me with your portrait
in the clouds.

The wind
scatters your laughter
oe'r all we disdained.

Brother and sister,
fools alike, we rejected
the plastic entities
of normalcy until our demise.

I'll never forget
the readings, the observations,
the essence
of your soul.