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You always flew on wings
adrift of sky and dreams,
A journey to find–
What was it you said?
It’s not enough to be alive,
If you don’t feel alive.
Yes, that was it.
So we watched you leave,
As the sun struggled
To get clear of the clouds,
At least, those were the lines
In the poem I wrote then.
But all I remember now
Is your back–
And how you didn’t turn
To wave goodbye.
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