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Appreciation of what was lost
Can't get back what was stolen
Forgot to forgive the unforgivable
Forgave the things that were undesirable
Silence drowns the echoing chime
Speechless now ready to rhyme
Gaining speed going nowhere fast
Nothing was always meant to last
Wishes and dreams blown away with the breeze
Sliding down the embankment with ease
Tearing away fear and strife,
Convinced doing this is life.
Dorothy Baker
21.May.2009
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