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We Were

A lipogrammatic poem, written only using the left side of the keyboard (hence the lack of punctuation).
By Sean Robertson.

Dearest
face sad secrets!

Free as we were
as trees
as reeds
freer
we are severed

Greed rears after
creates tears
creates graves
a dead state

As we veer
ever afar
tread as a star
evade caves
erase scars

Defeats fade

Regrets serve as waste