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Poetry inspired by The Beatles for The Beatles Musical Extravaganza. |
| A mutual friend said you were thinking of leaving, but didn't say to where you might be going. It'd been some time since we spoke; I should let you know I was thinking about you, and wish you success in your new adventure. But you know life has a method of playing hell with the way the world works; a fresh onslaught of new demands on the daily because we don't already have enough to do as it is. I knew it was late, but between us, that was never a problem. A far-off siren startled me, pulled me away from my pre-bedtime routine just enough for me to see my phone. It was the call going straight to voicemail that was most surprising, as I never knew you to want to miss out on anything. Left you as quick a message as I could (you know how much I despise leaving them, especially since you always answer). Saw our friend again a few weeks later. The day-to-days had been so hectic I hadn't realized you never replied. It was then he told me...you had gone to see the light. No number, no notice, and no return. Maybe I could've saved you, but I couldn't even try. |
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