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Mar 2018
Time lingers on like an unseen ghost
that keeps raising my hackles
to keep me on my toes

I rub my arms for warmth on 100 degree days
I forget my coat in snowstorms
I have no sense of direction
Yet I know something has changed

Time has broken the unspoken
Do you miss me....
melanie
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