Omega Means Starr
Fayetteville, Arkansas, USA
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Passing

Rating: 2.5

For all the loves that I have loved,
Let me no longer mourn, no more regret,
But like the Spring-blown blossoms
And the golden leaves of autumn,
Drift by whatsoever currents
The will of the river takes them
When severed from the trees they fall,
Their will now
To reach the sea.
And let me not

With fingers tensed,
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