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Jan 2016
Memories of a life are blurred
dreams entrusted
now only dreams
thoughts turn into hollow words
endless seas
now shallow streams

Share with me your life content
so I may know that sacred place
where those whose futile life is spent
not stumbling through an empty space

I once knew a time when golden light shone
where two in love could make a stand
against the world we stood like stone
unfazed, unbeaten
an imagined land

Then time unseen
like a stalking beast
hid in shadows
silent
still
dimmed the golden light of love
pictures scattered
of a life to fill
did a major re-write on this one this morning. written many years ago. I think it still needs work...but here goes
Thomas P Owens Sr
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Thomas P Owens Sr  M/New Market, Va
(M/New Market, Va)   
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