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I am: Past

I am always there,
Lingering behind.
And when you turn to stare,
I flit across your mind.

I haunt your dreams,
I give you peace
Our stories intertwine.
You cannot erase
So turn and face
The already written line.

You forget me-
You resent me
I am your darkest fear.
And though you may pretend,
Remember-
I am here.

I am a rainstorm- I am the sun
I am a moonbeam
I am one.
I am past.



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