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Nov 2017
This room dark
stays calm
the walls sleeping on the ground
like forever
no one stepped inside
the paintings are hiding secrets no one will ever know
the old clock is working as if time will ever turn back
the garden once lived a life
now white and sleeping
welcomes you
and the mirror once looked at a face
quietly staring at you
selfishly
approaches your soul
as you slowly break from the hands of time
Val  G
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