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It lingers within our shadows
taking all without regret,
Leaving behind tear stained linen
and a future never met.

One among the living
but inside the death will start,
As an enormity of memories,
fill the weary heart.

2005

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Thank you David, I appreciate your comments. Take care :)
I think this is one of your best poems, very deep, real, and right to the vein........