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Sep 2015
i see a room i remember

and a room filled with strangers.

ghosts sitting in odd chairs.

some know the other

but it is my reunion.

no words.

theres nothing.

theres nothing i can speak.

if i break the silence
they might leave.
Written by
mike
176
   --- and Tatiana
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