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Yesterday's Journeys

Your every breath

Left a trial on the path

As the moment to glow

A redness across

The bricks

Making us feel

Like you were a dragon

About to breath

Out a huge flame

As we ran down to the barge.

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Your father it turned out

As we stepped down

The stairs to the seats

Until to run one of these

Back when you were a child

And you could always

Remember him

Walking up and down

On the riverbank

With a smile on his face.

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Fading over time,

Yet etched in the heart's land

Decades lost

Gathered in the past

Memories gathered

In emotional treasure

Knocking silently on our hearts

Still walking half a pace ahead

A story forever untold

Beneath our feet.

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◄ Not a love poem

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