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Mar 2012
When I go back and read them...
     (will I ever read them?)
or are they there - an insurance,
     a memento of the past - a souvenir, a memory
     condemned forever to paper
     a prisoner
          behind the lines
          the bars
          within the boredom
          the monotony
Written by
Marine Andreson
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