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Blind motion
Oddity of sadness, partly dead forever
Not to rot, not to heal - scar tissue
But mourn?
For now part of me lives forever
Part of me is bulletproof
So old…
So old I have become
Never to mature
But to learn, always to learn
Strange violin moving in my throat
Still I stare the bridge guard down
I shall pass
I shall uphold honor
I shall not die
And as they all float lifeless downstream
The bodies of my goodbyes
My tears will fall in and follow them
And bother me no more
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Payge Terner
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