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Remembrance...
This yearning that escorts my soul,
is the overture where disembodied I loved you,
though my words may sound vulnerable...
there was no place to take shelter
since time crawled upon us
Absent, music floated through my window...
and silence stunned everything
In my pain, seeing you leave;
I don’t know how not forget,
I don’t know how to extinguish what I lived, ...
Wednesday 14th January 2015 11:15 pm
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