they disappear
gently into
the night, beneath
the soft
glow of moon,
as if they were
never here.
friends and lovers
slipping away,
going down into
the darkness
of memory.
your life can't
hold everyone
and nor can
theirs, so
something
has to give
not everyone
can be on the boat.
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