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Sweetest are the voices that call from the past.

Sometimes loud and other times barely a whisper.

They are weighed down with memories held fast,

the struggles, binding the emotions further.

Nothing in the “now” can compare to the “then”,

a brain short circuited and set to repeat continues

to haunt the heart with echoes, what could of been,

or worse of all, what never ever was.

©2018

If you enjoy these poems perhaps you might like to read POEMS: AN EXPLORATION OF LIFE.  My first book now available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle worldwide.

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