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Weird Divide

Several days a month you made

The mile to my house,

And had me do a stroll with you.Far below a furry moon

Our purposes crossed

The weird divide

Between our kindsThe silver leaves of ailing trees

Took flights as we passed so long ago

But a short time i know.It pleases me this memory

Has swollen up with age.

Even time can do

Good things to you.

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