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Loss leaves a space;
a hesitation in a heart beat;
a pause between words;
a lost thought in transit to some other place.

Loss leaves me wanting to call you;
just to hear your voice;
just to tell you that I’ve lost you
and there is a space in my life
your thoughts can fill.

Loss leaves behind
regret, my old friend,
comfortable as a warm winter coat.
I can explain, I tell your retreating back;
I can be anything you want me to be;
I can be lost for love, for strength,
for words;
lost for now and then.


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