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| memories drifting like dust |
Memories float like dust a flying
Frozen in beams of sunlight in a quiet still room
The happy times drifting lightly slipping sliding far away
The sad ones heavy, filled with tears.
The raw emotions way them down.
Dead they fall from empty air
Falling flakes upon the ground.
As my life blood seeps away
And my spirit starts to fly
Memories lay a scattered round
Body lying still and silent
Lonely on that empty ground
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