It Wasn't Enough

White sand beaches. A shadow erasing your footsteps before I could remember your passage.

A hand stretches forth to pull me from my exile.

Names fade into one another without time to become new.

Limestone buildings hold your shadow while I pass erasing your memory.

Brian Burch

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before I could
A hand forth
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