MissingA Poem by LlysofarThere's a word that came by, very gently, one night, and I can't remember your name.
There's a feeling I felt. early morning, one day, never bettered, or maybe unsaid.
There's a person I knew, long ago, in my head, even younger but somehow the same.
Relinquished in motion, Forgotten in action, all missing, do I presume, dead?
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