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Flesh and bone
Hearth and home
Fire needs stoking
In your absence I am choking
The smoke meets my lungs so tight
Alone I am, in the deep dark night
Watering.... my smoke screened eyes
When you are gone, my head tells me lies
Left here, in the space you created
Loneliness...alive, unabated
In my ears, the sound of the sea
Lapping against the shoreline, it does not comfort me
Walking alone along the beach
Hoping you feel my hand in her reach
To you
As I stare at the rough and rocky shore
I am so very glad you only went to the store
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