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Roads
Here comes that
cold mist -
Love
is
like
This:
Atmosphere
to
a
Meteor,
as
that
heart
dissipates
&
disintegrates.
Here comes that
Chapter
of
hurt
&
Spasmodic laughter:
There
it
Is,
The alone,
I can see
it
on
the
Horizon,
down
the
Road.
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