the (w)hole of 9 months
looking heavenward you cannot help but shed a tear... mournful... lonesome... a hole that screams out almost as loudly as the roar of the engines that pass overhead.
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this is the missing man formation, whether flown with the wingman spiraling off into the great beyond, or flown consistently with that awful hole where a buddy should be *
...
missing.
(so much) more
than i
can say.
@-,-'-
* tirado daqui
