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They Sat on the Dock
They sat on the dock.
Laughter was exchanged,
a yelling was made.
Sunshine bronzed their skin,
starlight blessed their sins.
Seasons came,
they went and they passed.
The inevitable seeped in,
the chemicals entered
the water and their skin.
Consuming all that was.
Seconds, minutes, years
ate away at the wood.
Its hold no longer strong,
weakened.
Yet the blue sky came through,
and hope swam in the water.
All the while the wood was rotting away.
The chemicals increased.
The force so strong,
washing away, particle by particle,
cell by cell.
Rain poured down
stealing the past, present, and future.
Yet he still sat on the dock,
and I moved one step closer.
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