Wednesday, September 24, 2014

cheryl strayed always

I’ll never know, 
and neither will you, 
of the life you don’t choose. 
We’ll only know that whatever that sister life was, 
it was important 
and beautiful 
and not ours. 
It was the ghost ship that didn’t carry us.  
There’s nothing to do but salute it from the shore.

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