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Oct 2016
Reliving the horror of a past I laid to rest*
The words sprang to life like dryΒ bones becoming as flesh
I heard his voice so real in my head
Knowing full well I should shut the book
*I turned the page instead
LS Martin
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LS Martin  25/F/NeverLand
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