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All your faces

Eucalyptus
enchanted
dreams
of
future
travles
wooden
floor
of an
old
cottage
black pot
black
kettle
crackling
black
coal
ashes
and sparks
adorned
clothing
to
clothe
the
fashion
craved
kids,
yes we kids.
we
are
still.
deep.
I
know
you.
what
has
broken you?
all your
faces
smile
in memories
you
still
smile,
but what of those
who left?
all their faces
still
remain
with
quaint
quiet
smiles
in
pages
year
year
stored
away
safe.
All
their
faces,
such stories
to tell.
Adventures
in
the
mist.
Written by MDT
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