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Sep 2014
The ghosts of our pasts move around us,
laughing and dancing and haunting our hearts.
They are omnipresent, always there.
Yet we choose to ignore them.
...And with good reason.
They only cause tension.
Flashes of memory, that is all they are now.
*We rise above the past.
Writing a few pieces, but this one seems to be the first that is complete.

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Leigh
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