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Responsibility

February 11, 2014
By Anonymous

Rolling hills and mounds of crumpled paper.
Feeding the eyes till absorption.
Turning away like nothing was ever there
yet the memory burned in their eyes.

Look away if you must,
still it stands there
always waiting, for a moment
never occurring.

Silently screaming,
slowly intruding.
It all comes back eventually.



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