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Five score and four.

The bricks fall

The stones removed

A thin translucent line.

 

Slowly fading.

They watch her opportunity

Together, but apart

She's fine... she's fine.

 

Life has rained.

The heart is stained

Chances waned

And counting down.

 

Homecoming passed...

The door is closed

Latchkey inside

It doesn't hide the truth.

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