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it hurt to hear the coldness in his lukewarm laugh

knowing he'll never again be a whole man but

merely half

but in his watery eyes my soul will never

forget its painful bath

nor the jagged journey it was forced to take down

such an unapologetic path

should we ever chance to meet again

I'll shake his cool, cruel hand and venture a grin

for I know he'll be hard pressed to find another

gentle, free spirit of my class and caliber

yet should he chance a quick peek into my soul

he'll not find even a trace of his old her..........

(written Feb 17,1992 pm)