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Time dissipates as we pull
away from each other as
if love never existed at all.

Some find paradise in a cheap
hotel and others find it
in beautiful beaches and islands.

Who ever feels fulfilled? I
get sand in my eye and find
roaring waves wash over me.
Still, I seek an elusive love.

The years go by and I am
still who I have always been.
There is no secrecy in
my pain. As I age, I flaunt it.

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