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sometimes i think about the time when life was sublime and i wonder where i lost myself when i placed my soul up on a shelf maybe the pictures on the wall that slow time down to a crawl will show me a bit of me let me grow upwards like a tree i will not consider the chance that perhaps it won't enhance and instead i'll freeze and i'll fall to my knees the memories come unbidden and will instead let in a flow of unwelcome thoughts no, i think, better not. - d.m.
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Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 2:49 AM UTC
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sometimes i think about the time when life was sublime and i wonder where i lost myself when i placed my soul up on a shelf maybe the pictures on the wall that slow time down to a crawl will show me a bit of me let me grow upwards like a tree i will not consider the chance that perhaps it won't enhance and instead i'll freeze and i'll fall to my knees the memories come unbidden and will instead let in a flow of unwelcome thoughts no, i think, better not. - d.m.
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Apr 5, 2014 at 2:49 AM UTC
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