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On those nights when the ghosts walk around your house, And a strange child's laughter rings familiar Even ice cream has no use Days gone by, instilled in sepia Flesh out the glow of love long past, real or false

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Date: 7/26/2010 8:51:00 PM
A nice write on Nostalgia. Is this one a haiku?
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