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sitting there
	among the trees
on riverbank
	littered with trash

it is filled
	with many things
like a kaleidoscope view
	of someone’s life

all that is left
	of hopes and dreams
fragments of a life
	now cast aside

 and what were their hopes
	and what did they want
what were their dreams
	that will never now be

the sum of the life
	shattered and torn
all that was left
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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