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Migrations

                                                                  

 

The days, like common loons, take flight,

Migrate to places south of time,

While I stay put, on my mind's northern shores,

 

Waiting, wistfully, melancholy, for their return,

Though I might not see them again,

Nor they me, in our lifetimes, anyway.

 

 

 

 

 

                                               

 

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