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Thursday, 9 June 2016

Poem: Hide

Is there nowhere I could hide,
From all those who know me,
Those who know what I did last Summer,
And bring back the ghosts of the past?

Is the world so confined,
That every corner is a familiar voice,
To rouse the memories that'd died,
Do I have to run from my own mind?

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