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duvid
the storm
the storm raged for months
when it was over
all that was left was the rain
and the cemetery
evening chimes
imagined meaning
unspoken pandemonium
bewildering simplicity
widest night
your code i do not understand
each fragile moment
a new kind of lost
last night you came to me in a lucid dream
"been a few months" i said
big smile and a hug
and you were gone
i remember us smoking and joking
as we walked through "the gates"
you liked central park
(you took me there often as a child)
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