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Friday, July 16, 1999
The silence seems to be within.
The echoes of memories o long past.
Sad is my life as it is onward flowing.
The silence is all around me.
The memories are flowing like a river.
Going from one scene and yet another.
The silence has filled my head.
And soon I fear my memories are dead.
As I take one last breathe of life
written by Unknown at 6:49 PM~Email Me~ [comment]
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