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04.25.10


The sight of your retreating form will forever be burned into my mind;
the sound of your footfalls bounce down the halls as if they were alive.
Silence swims around me as if I am the only fish left in this ocean; 
possibility scalds my skin as a branding iron.
Only the road of infinity lies ahead,
swimming before me for generations.