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Life is but a dream.
A de ja vu.
You remember but aren't sure you knew.
A ghost haunted by their past.
Who can not stand the present.
Weighs heavy in silence.
Dreaming of a hopeless future.
Damned to relive & repeat a daily nightmare.
Of solitude and neglect.
A person people forget.
Welcome to my life.
What's in store?
But to restore a shattered & unsettling past.
Not to resurrect the bad times.
Never to press rewind.
Corruption is what you will find.
I guess it was before your time.
Maybe you can never be mine.
A curse still binds.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Our world

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