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The Years Since My Death
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the years since my death
like rain, have gathered on the track
and in my limbo,
i futilely grasp at some memory:
catching warm rain on my upturned face
a face i no longer have,
maybe that's why:
awesome poem liked it alot !
amazing, i feel it. well.. actually i feel forgotten... is that what the poem was supposed to do? induce a feeling of forgottenness? i liked it.. a lot. i dont like the ending though.. it drops off to nowhere.. you just end it.. is there more to this?
maybe that's why, what?