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Apr 2013
That place you go, you know the one,
that place you go to be alone
I ' ve seen you there from time to time
nursing your memories as you play the mime
I view this drama from afar as you
place your memories into your Memory Jar
You spin and jump and move about
as you put them in and take then out
what a price to the piper you must pay
as you dance about on his gossamer stage
then you return to me with a mysterious smile
never knowing I knew you were gone for awhile.
copyrite  Wayne Gore  2010
Written by
Wayne Gore  Rock Hill SC
(Rock Hill SC)   
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