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Broken Memories

My transport is broken, it's falling apart well, physically speaking I mean Rust and corrosion, abuse and neglect add up to a miserable scene Headaches and pain, and depression and such all taking their toll on it too But there's part of the mind, that no trauma can touch the part that is pulling me through I can still travel, though walking is hard and I can still fight through the pain I can still see, all those wonderful things The ones that I've stored in my brain Nourishment comes, from the back of my mind That place where my memories are kept Bringing me pleasure and happiness too Once all the cobwebs are swept.....

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Date: 11/22/2015 9:26:00 PM
Pete, the body may be weak but the mind is strong!!
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Date: 12/10/2015 6:21:00 PM
Thank you Sarita. They say it is probably the Radiation and the "cobwebs".