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Death comes to us all

My first love died when we were both 22. I am sure I have never gotten over the loss and I expect I never will.


He visits me in my sleep occasionally, still after all these years. I hear his voice when other people are talking and on a rare, still day I can smell him in the breeze floating off the Chesapeake Bay.



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Uploaded on March 18, 2019