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Nostalgia

January 12, 2011
By NJ1522 BRONZE, Houston, Texas
NJ1522 BRONZE, Houston, Texas
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On this lonely journey,
I walk with patience, craving the past…
Holding on to a sweet memory.
Closing my eyes,
I feel the air I used to breathe in.
I hear the laughter.
I imagine the way it was.
How your soft hands touched my cheek.
Smiling, I feel my face…
I open my eyes, and stare down
At the raindrops on my finger.
I feel the damp air I breathe in.
I hear the crying.
I stop imagining.
On this lonely journey
I walk with patience, craving the past…
Holding on to a sweet memory.


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