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Oct 2012
So close
Somewhere in time.
Your memory
Still in mind.
Are thoughts of me
Hard to find?

Remember me,
And what used to be?
Do you recall
Making me fall
At all?
Or were you playing fetch,
Dumb dog and his ball.
What happened there,
And should I care ?

You spoke to me
Finally,
I've only been waiting
An eternity.
You're not the first one.
And the cycle isn't done.
Brody Thompson
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Brody Thompson  22/M/Canada
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