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Tuesday 15 July 2014

Indigo

Wouldn't admit goodbye
That night whispering
Only goodnight
With one last kiss
One trembling embrace
Her eyes looking down
She closed the door
Leaving me behind
In hallways sorry light

It was time for her
To leave, forget
And  simply move on
Boarding a Dash 9
At morning's early light
Heading back to Saskatoon

 Leaving our skies far
Behind, never again to
Hold, feel or imagine
That what could have been

Could never truly have been
So long ago.

Edwin James



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