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2020-10-09T19:20:35-04:00October 9th, 2020|Nature|

Being gone

Do you remember
that day the fog arrived
on the beach,
not as a thing itself
but as the eraser
of everything else,
smudging the horizon
so that the sea
became the sky,
and even the children
somehow knew to be still,
all of us quietly experiencing
being gone.

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