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May 27, 2016
By kjlkelsey SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
kjlkelsey SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
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The shape of the past fits inside your falling tears,
each one holds the weight of your sorrows.
They tell the story of the swirl of loneliness
that sounds like nothing--
an intense, long silence.
But, if you look underneath peace,
you might hear messages of hope passed along
from before you.
They say if you jump into the present,
you’ll land on moments that cannot be replaced
and never look back.
The top of tomorrow waits
expectant of the joys that are to come.



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