Before you go,
I need to tell you
I did not expect longevity.
Like holding onto
the last dark cloud,
the nearest star drowning
in its liquid purple,
I knew your absence
would change me.
While far into the night,
a lone black wolf gallops
over smoldering fiery hills
to greet the sunlit
meadows, newly crowned,
I knew that I would miss you.
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