Monday, 17 June 2019

Fragment #19


Why, in this long string of days,
this one mattered more than the rest?
She was gone beyond reach.
He felt he had failed the test.

He had gone on a long search,
nowhere, and in none, did he find her;
ten years and never even close:
never as smart, never kinder.
 

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