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My ten toes down. But I walk as though The very ground Upon which the sky stands Cannot touch me. I sit, stand, walk, run... Eyes forward And Too aware of what's behind. The past for now not fleeting. Breathing down my blindside When I reminisce Should I revisit Your memory. I look to the hills The horizon over which My past is withered away And forgotten
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Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 11:55 AM UTC
Afterlife
My ten toes down. But I walk as though The very ground Upon which the sky stands Cannot touch me. I sit, stand, walk, run... Eyes forward And Too aware of what's behind. The past for now not fleeting. Breathing down my blindside When I reminisce Should I revisit Your memory. I look to the hills The horizon over which My past is withered away And forgotten
#loss#memory#pain#love#abstract
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Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 11:55 AM UTC
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