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Nov 2015
Frantically
running through the fog
Desperately
grasping at air
Catching just the shadows
of what I seek
The thunder
of my heart in my ears
The tears flowing
down my cheeks
memories
through blind eyes
I see.
Dying Embers
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Dying Embers  In my mind
(In my mind)   
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