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What this has become.
Folder:
2012-2013 Illuminated slate filled with childhood dreams
Sacred space to cage the screams
We came here once in droves
Just to fill the blank pages we hold
I see it in the dark corners they hide
The memories that still reside
This was our haven before life took off
Before fate flung us all so far
I remember the words we once used
The angst of chosen who felt misused
We drowned our sorrows in simple words
Murdered poem and prose
I miss the fortress I built and lost in this code
The emotional tidal wave we all rode
Nostalgia cuts deep at times
When we all shared this secret
When we had this place to share our rhymes
