Remainders

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You are the flame no longer lit,

You are the piece that does not fit.

You are the bird that flew away,

You are the guest that does not stay.



You are the words that were erased,

You are the problems left unfaced.

You are the luggage that was lost,

You are the freedom with a cost.



You are the stain on a new blouse,

You are the vines grown on a house.

You are the image in the rear view,

You are the person who I once knew.



You are the comet now burnt out,

You are the fact that I now doubt.

You are the goodbye left unsaid,

You are buried yet not dead.





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