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Remember in time
These thoughts are blind
To motions forgot
And memories slowly lost

What once lit up the night
Now struggles to fight
For a place to take hold
In the depths and the cold

Darkened clouds bring pouring rain
The sun severed never to remain
Walking, pushing through
Does it matter what we do

This time to remember
The cuts so tender
A touch from her
Can never occur

In the depths again
Waiting to begin

About G.Edward Smith

A stranger in a strange land...
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