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Where Were You?

The early morning mists

taunts your imagination and memories.

Stare into the grey distance

with intense fascination and silence

Vague shapes and shadows

ghosts from a past

meaningful whispers

words that didn’t last.

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Where were you

when I was cold and clammy

Where were you

when I didn’t have any

or anyone?

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Fears stride high

and play in my mind

for fun

I reach out in hope

there’s no-one I find

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