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May 2017
I find the
things you hate
and the things
to make
it known.

Was the purpose
to string
me along?

Or was it
to bring
light to
the things
that are
much
too
late?
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose garden
bluevelvet
Written by
bluevelvet  24/the same as you
(24/the same as you)   
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   Ryan Holden
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