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… I had always known — I was alone, I had outlived my life. No one cradled me in their memories. I was alone on a cold and empty street. What had my blue eyes looked like before they faded like a pair of worn-out jeans? I finall…
Theodore McDowell
Daniela Dragas
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Where I too dwell …
Brillant poetry - as always.
Word Lover. Memory Keeper. Writer. danieladragas.com
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