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Aug 2010
a quiet blank.
pendulum stopped.
my mind is yerning.
i feel with my memories,
trying to secure a thought.
Reaching out,
grabbing the long since dead.
I hold, clinging to the past.
as the world passes me by.
Written by
Daniel august
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     D Conors and Kayleigh Redwine
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