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he drives off without a goodbye,

vague friend of only a brief

while

on the island of no dreams

where lost souls go to

rest up

and catch a new breath or

start or whatever will play

again.

people passing through

may be all that can be

allowed

while on the way. we each

have our limitations

and

looking the other way may

be all that can suffice

for grace.

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