hearts ago I was a mountain
my summit so far up in the clouds
nobody would dare climb it
in fact covering an equally deep abyss
so nobody would see how empty I felt
a sigh from now I'll be an ocean
It was the last promise to be kept. My grandparents reposed where they had longed to be, at last. For yes, I had tarried. The morning sea ...
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