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Sep 2016
There!
Do you see it?
It's dust on the mantle
It has been building and building
Mettling and settling
It has worn out its welcome
Much like we have

Stop!
I can sense it
The dust on the mantle
It has been waiting and waiting
Haunting and taunting
It desires to be wiped away
Much like I do

Wait.
Don't touch that
The dust on the mantle
It has been nesting and nesting
Mending and tending
It is a memory I'll never recover from
Much like her smile
Chris Thomas
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Chris Thomas  43/M/Maryville, Tennessee, USA
(43/M/Maryville, Tennessee, USA)   
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