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There Is No Stopping
a bud
blooms
a car
crashes
hairs grow
and fall
got wrinkles
and forgetting
watching the beautiful sunset
not with sad eyes
sitting on the sand
and feeling the fineness of the world
plunging into the sea
and holding the breath
rising and walking back
and laying down
without you.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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