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Jun 2014
discarded pieces
from days long past
crumpled  memories
wallowing in
the absence of sunlight
a welcome  respite
for spaces ,places and times  
that dredge up
bittersweet ache
on the blinding  blade
of a shovel
let  them lie in peace  
just a bit longer  
and perhaps
  the next excavation
will find me  stronger.
Those things you have to sort out as time goes by because you could not  let them go, even just digging through  lightly  brings  back  both welcome and unwelcome reminders  of  those  tangle of  moments &  memories we call our lives..
AprilDawn
Written by
AprilDawn  F/Kentucky USA
(F/Kentucky USA)   
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