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We never. I would have remembered. And I don't. I remember standing on the beach. That night. I remember how chilly it was. But the rest you must have made up. I wish it were all true. It would be something like a life. Not a very good one but something. Sand got in my shoes. I remember that. I was just wearing what I thought I had to wear at the office. This was before I lost the job? Or after. I see green. I see someone dressed in green. I think that's enough to recall. Close the door behind you when you leave. Donald Lev This work is the author's work; it appears here with the permission of the author. We would like to remind our readers that it is a violation of copyright law to distribute this or any other poem appearing on the website without the express permission of the author. |
