Folded Paper Ships Launched at Dawn

Faint memories, watercolored brush strokes that tail off in the end

The sound of your voice, watching winter’s breath seep through the cracks

Folded paper ships launched at dawn, calm waters, a farewell

A last sigh escapes, yesterdays follow, never to return

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