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Only yesterday, I had been told of the voices…

And, then, you were gone.

On the loneliest of days…

And, there after…

No song.

The trepidation escorted me…to places I dare not go.

Reality mixed with desperation.

Desperation lined with dark holes.

Soon my boldness of strength became my weakness.

Soon my tenderness…

Became my misdirection.

What was stern…

Soon…consumed…affection.

But, yesterdays and today’s have hung themselves out to dry as one.

Tedious are the memories.

Benign are the songs now…sung.imageedit_95_9319391522

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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