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Mar 2017
Oh nostalgia...
Creeping up at the strangest of times,
Triggered by the most random,
Pulling at the strings of my heart.

Oh nostalgia...
Materials I'd never care for,
embody his form to me,
flooding my atoms with his images.

Oh nostalgia...
Turning vehicles, table tops, and roads,
into the most meaningful of codes.

Oh nostalgia, how do you do it??

Nostalgic with an anguish...
Written by
Leila Moore
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