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He sat under the trees in the park, on a bench made for two. A life made for two, broken apart. The moonlight shone heavy in this evening, filling his heart with melancholy. The sun, the light, his light, faded to mere reflections of the real thing. A gentle wind was blowing through the air. Breath of the world, breath of one, held equal in his heart. Without warning, a light rain started pouring, and he could feel drops fall from the leaves. Drops of red poured from his fractured soul. Pain had been given a new meaning for him.

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    Drew Martyn over 5 years ago

    The unstated sadness permeates every word, well done.
    Nicely constructed drabble, too.

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    Brenda Gornick over 5 years ago

    This is very lovely and understated, full of vivid descriptions!

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    Brandon Sutton over 5 years ago

    Thanks to you both!

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