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Wednesday, November 1, 2017

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Crystalline conversations with the stars
As winds chill my bones
Talking to the forgotten
Talking to myself
Only you would know or care
Who shares these whispered words
Secrets told to ghosts
Memory held in bond
A fire banked and ready
Feed the flame

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