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Apr 2017
Iron rusted memories cloud my mind;
bittersweet,
black and white,
laughs and cries-
All intertwined…

Screaming all together,
wanting to be remembered-
All these ghosts that I once were
All these ghosts that I have conquered.
Written by
grey grey grey
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   Kim and Josie
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