September - seventh ember here


September - seventh ember here

seventh ember here,
seventh drive down this rain beaten bridge, 
to the seventh bench upon which we sang
seven songs when we were, 
seven and young. This
seventh time I come visiting 
seven were the flowers you gave me. The
seventh one I come to return this
september... 

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