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this desk

this desk i sit at reminds me of times,
where people became friends,
then started to rewind.
memories flood back,
they dance around my face,
each belonging in a special place.
i see the pictures, i know the routine.
looking at them till it hurts to look,
then turning these memories into a book.
i doubt i will own this desk for forever,
i sit back and think of you,
maybe, just maybe you will be too.



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