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Jun 2019
I see
them,
clear as
day.
Smiling.
Laughing.
Crying.
Life etched
on their
being!
As they
were.
I see
them
as the
were,
so many
years ago.
So many
lives embedded
on my mind.
There, they
still live.
Slipping away
as the
years pass
by.
All journey
to life's
end.
Fading
into history
as if
never here.
I see them
still, as they
were so
many years
ago!
John Prophet
Written by
John Prophet
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   Bogdan Dragos and Prerna Singh
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