Recovered Data – A Poem

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When I trace the sunset to your door.
When I lose the moon, to find it in your eyes.
When my thoughts and memories scrawled onto a single paper, melt away;
Folded, flying, falling.
We were planes, lost to the ocean.

 

Isaac Olajos

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