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Apart

part 17 of Common People


Suddenly he left the room.
Striding through years
The gamut of his beards
captured in shades of polaroid.

Remember
There was nothing he would have done to stay.

Everlasting, she lingered past teatime.
Becoming by heartbeats a stranger
To your life in high definition.
Not your fault; different times.

Remember
It was the last thing she wanted to do.

May 2010


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