loosing you and having
to remember back-then
are unreachable
ghost gums
keep vigil where we
once stood
their white trunks
shimmer in light
you left behind
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 29th, 2026 05:10
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Comments1
The past is often triggered
Quite so. Thanks dear friend 🙏🏻🕊️
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