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Oct 2017
I was a withered monument
of forgotten reflections..

No one realized I wasn't there..

A shadow lingering in corners,
         but never seen..

I was apparition of the lingering
   life I led.. no one noticed when I was gone..
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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