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Posted by on November 20, 2013


These familiar landscapes

Worked and reworked in my mind

These many years. So familiar

That the truth of them has long since disappeared

Melting gently into the way it was

Fading into their own order.

I was young once, I know

My life populated by faces and voices

Who did not then and still

Will not reveal the truth of things to me

Though I wait for their secrets

To be spoken perhaps now

In my own voice.

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