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     White, red and gold are the shimmering shadows
    The moon briefly shines then is lost in the clouds
    Dreams of the living filling the shades
    As they drift one by one down the pathway of time

    Never remember-never forget
    The choices are yours as each one passes by

    Sometimes good-sometimes bad
    The shadows bring memories
    Playing with fire or killing the flame 

    Sometimes more-sometimes less
    We choose to take with us
    As our world falls away but the shadows remain 

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    toredbloodink commented on 5

    05-02-2017

    This leaves a great shadow on the brain to think and think for ones own self of what is good or bad for them
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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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