So Long

The_Stranger

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9 years since I have seen my family

The ones of blood

Of shared roots, and skinned knees

 

9 years full of sowing and reaping

Each to his own

So long, yet never the sound of weeping

 

9 years, and likely quite a few more

Paths no longer cross

Life was not a game, and there was no score

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