since 1999-05-23Posts 4094
Smoke from a half burning cig
smoulders solitary among
burnt out compatriots and kin.
There, seen briefly, memories
of things never befallen waft
gently and then dissolve.
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since 2000-02-02Posts 27738
hugging me 'cause I can't hug YOU...
this is perfect
and I have been there many times, and all I saw was smoke and silences
you captured this moment so exquisitely, I wish you would re-name it: "tin type"
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