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wandering

The silent screams within me;
As my thoughts are carefully pact away.
Stacked in little boxes,
To be opened another day;

 As I Slowly pull files
From my minds dusty shelf.
The writing has faded
 From memories of one self;

All  be it for me to linger,
On the times that cannot be retold;
My history has faded ,
I am weary of growing old;


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