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Apr 2017
you were the mystery beneath the shadows
the dull that once was, shifted to something new
you were the tears that she would sow
knees fall on the floor, now an unfamiliar view

my feet walk in haste, if meeting would allow
change is certain, fear is left for no one to dine
gone are the days, when you let me down
colors sprangle, your face beams at mine
Rusty and quite vague, I know. I just started writing again. Bear with me :)
Joan Marie
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