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this quiet earth

it used to be so much louder
back when I swore
everything was going to be just fine
holding you in my arms
wiping away the tears

now there is mostly silence
and selective memories
planting flowers
or shoveling the walks
welcoming visitors near and far
no matter the season
or time of day

I heard the earth was shaking
tremendously
half a world away
I could only imagine you were
there among the survivors
trying to put the pieces
back together




january two thousand twenty
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