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There was a time

Pants hanging in the closet
shirts gathering dust
shoes on the floor
slippers by the door
body lying in bed
empty soul.
Mind wandering in and out
words come and go
blank stares,questions unanswered
wondering why,asking how
telling stories,forgetting names.
A quick smile
somethings there,then it's gone.
There was a time
when she danced and laughed.
Written by Hashman
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