Goodbye.

I will pry you from my mind
With pale shaking fingers
Gentle as a mother laying her babe to sleep
Yet fearful in the dawning conscious
Of nighttime remembrance
The bed feels wrong without your soft creaks
Your shallow dream breaths
As you wander from mind to mind
Unaware of reality
Of the harsh cold break
Where you die.

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Goodbye.

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