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You will wish to have called just once more
To have heard their voice once more
To have held their hand when it wasn’t cold
To have hugged them tighter the last time you saw them
A year ago yesterday
Each time's the same
The memory of him
Still racking his brain.
He lies still awake
in the bed of his truck.
He whispers, still aching
the last words he spoke.
