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you again
After you, life went on; sunrise, sunset.. but I'm haunted by the skeletons in my closet. The dead do not crossover until at peace.
the butterflies stay and multiply. Trapped and becoming over crowded within a splintering cage deep in the cavern of an unjust guilty soul.. you again.
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Good for a First Post !! Carry on !! I began at 16 and am still continuing at 60.
©bishu