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120 DAYS
03:47
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The memories culminate
How shall I regard my fate?
The specter of a past long gone
that guilt casts its shadow on
A silent place to set my gaze
on the past 120 days
120 days
The room in which I am forced to stay
for the next 120 days
The echoes have yet to fade
As you know, decisions -
they must be made
In a silent place to set my gaze
on the past 120 days
It happened as I knew it would
but that doesn't do me any good
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A QUESTION OF ETIQUETTE
03:44
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In Spring came an unwelcome guest
Our quiet lives changed
One tries to get some rest
"It's impolite to ask for names"
While we accommodate
in our quiet way
Her smile compels our flesh to quake
Petals veil the earth -
A tension that will not abate
I recognize his face
I recognize her face
Her smile
A violent game -
"It's impolite to ask for names"
Her smile compels our flesh to quake
Petals form a veil over the raised earth
But what is underneath?
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