Echoes (poem)
Echoes from a silent past
Moments that weren’t meant to last
Times that happened by so fast
That my soul is now aghast
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So my life again recast
For the safety of contrast
Far from things I used to know
Where the past is not amassed
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Here I follow promised flow
Past the things I should have asked
Past unknowns that frighten so
To avoid being harassed
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Brand new me again I sew
All old past again I throw
My eyes closed to what I passed
Cut away those things in tow
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There I was this brand new show
With another summer’s glow
Followed by these clouds of woe
Echoes from so long ago