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Eavesdropping On Myself

A memory climbed out of the dark, as I listened to the words of a new love song Taking me back to where feelings were strong, beyond the flashbacks of a long frozen dream Remembering again, a last ember still burns, and its light rewarms my heart Where hidden deep in its shadows I see your face —as the past is born again (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2017)

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Date: 11/10/2017 8:39:00 PM
Very intriguing verse, Kurt! Was a pleasure to come across tonight. " a last ember still burns, and its light rewarms my heart " love that part! I also really like the title! Well done. Always, Laura
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Date: 10/10/2017 1:09:00 AM
A beautul flashback, Kurt- good memories do bring good feelings...We all need those " flashbacks- lovely words! Thank you for sharing them. Fav.
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