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The Sea
If only our younger selves had known
that promises aren't made to be kept
but to drown us in false hope.
If only I had known
on the day we
promised,
arranged,
decided,
that when you never showed
it was for that reason.
This time there was no "if only".
Just the inevitability of the end of lives.
Yet still I waited 'til darkness grew.
So now I'll join you,
walking through the sea
we promised to see,
On the other side.
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