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doors will close

people will go

things are taken away

it's what you do

with what is left

with those who chose to stay

in the empty space

is where you'll place

the seeds of something new

and the rain will fall

and the void will fill

and the gray will fade to true.

You mustn't live so lightly,

Spin your stories, tell your tales,

Let them dance across the oceans

And set the wind upon your sails.

For every truth found on your travels

And in the pits of your despair,

Is a shout into forever

Of "I existed, and I cared."

~ Erin Hanson

Los Angeles, CA

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