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You left behind a sacrificial memory
bereft of passion
as if... we,
were to fill the void
as if,
the weight of your pondering
to dark to share
to bright for words
to full to hold any more
vanished with your completion
but did not see the end
with my lens upon the water
my roadless path at your shore
and I to little in your light
am left with shadows yet to ponder
but rest you easy
brave memory will not dwell in sorrow
there is a family of words to cradle your voyage
a family of shared meaning to testify to your vision
Sweet Mauro
Rest
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