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Sorry For Myself

Autumn days grow shadowy light fading in and out of my memories and I get lost in all that remembering, lost, in time slipping by so fast in heartbeats, never took the hours and days more seriously then now, seeing the years have passed I think of us and all that happened, the youthful foolish days taking each other and love for grant it, so sure, that we'd be there for each other always together with time waiting; but today in my loneliness without you I ache at the wasted moments, the years when I knew how much I loved you but rarely said the words too busy as our spring slipped into summer haze, in autumn as it falls now, waiting on our winter dreams, I'm floundering in memories and more than anything else I'm feeling sorry for myself without you here, being alone, I can't believe you're gone.

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Date: 10/1/2021 6:40:00 AM
DM, 'too busy ~~ as our spring slipped into summer haze, ~ in autumn as it falls' So many relate to this rowboat with only one oar in the water. Round and round never going antwhere. -Richard
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