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Tears

Tears, flow from the pain

Like a rusty colored dream

Swirling behind the closed doors

Of the past, forever, now

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This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged anguish, memories, pain, poem, poetry, tanka on November 20, 2016 by Freedom Hiker.

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