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it is our gentle
strides along the shore
after all
nothing like
escaping our
personal persecutions
like fences
are so tall
we held each other's hands
like broken vessels
as if crushed, fine sand
at least in these trials and tribulations,
moments
help us understand
that we are still roaming around
this earth like spirits
surely reincarnating
this view is telling me
how rocks are cute pebbles
which can be awe-inspiring
bidding farewell
seems another
wonderful story
to tell
songs that play forever
but
life that's duller can be
fuller, brighter
—like a creative healing miracle
