Snapshot of

He holds the letter she sent him

he folds it carefully and puts it back in the envelope

he puts it to his nose, but there is no scent

and shuts it into the drawer of his desk.

She stands on the boat

and looked out at the ocean

the waves leap like lazy fish

and she dreams of a country covered in green forests

They sit in their car and cry

their daughter died last night

today the clouds gather

and it rains

He stands in the busy city street

and looks at all the faces

he cannot stand to face the world today

but in bed his fears control his mind.

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