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Writer's pictureMark M. Mellon

Shells.

when i opened the windows of this shell for the first time,

i looked back and saw you.


when this body nearly let me slip away,

it was you that miracuorusly found me in time to help me back home.


Whne your shell expired,

i was too late to be with your final breath

though

i stood over your lifeless shell and scanned every visual clue of that moment.

Burned  within the memory core of this being.


forever imprinted.


when this shell expires and during the long cold sleep ill forever remember that when i open the windoes once again, to look back and i will see you.


~

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