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Nothing, but
faded memories to mark
the shapes and signs- painted
along forgotten walls, scattered
fragments- lost in time.
Footprints and bits of
broken bytes sketched within
tapestry’s lines; the home of faded
accolades- a place for ebbing
souls- a shrine.
Long, empty
stares without a sight;
dashes and glimpses flashed
in and out-remnants and bits of
simple pleasures, the real
treasures- once
deprived.
Mirages- offered
sacrifice- packets of thoughts, of
dreams denied; scrawled in
planes and hidden slopes;
yearnings- immortalized
by time.
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[*reposted- this one is simply "descriptive" in essence... ]











