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Jan 2010
Take a stroll down any street
and this is what you'll find

The lonely , the lost , the misunderstood
It's a shame what the mind can ignore

Rarely eyes fall upon these lost souls
Sometimes they are people
who have lost thier way

Sometimes forgotten playgrounds
where the child once played

Sometimes old buildings
that hauntly echo
a once vibrant time

It is a shame that we can just leave
them all to rot
as we go on our merry way
making more memories
while these forgotten people,places, and things
just simply exist
Written by
Angela
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