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Semantics

Where can I find the words? Those that have left me Been looking everywhere Deluge in a graveyard of memories Elusive and fleeting, They come and they go They visit in a heartbeat Primal emotions they sow These words, they are shadows Haunting my waking dreams Almost within my grasp Held firmly, or so it seems For whence I try to summon them I find that they are gone Bereft of these words Life, to me, will never come ~aleck solier c.2016

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