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[birkinstock]

Off drives the bus,
A thirty-six hour discourse
on experiences worth a lifetime.
I didn't climb those stairs,
But i felt it drive away
with the only piece of
My heart
Underneath the seat,
within a small, black Samsonite
That wouldn't last a week.
Mountains, rivers,
People, thoughts.
All those ephemeral experiences
are not worth the final destination.
The Rain.