MNEMOSYNE
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The Hallway is dark
cobwebs and dust
Pictures hung askew on the walls
Pictures and portraits from my past
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Deeds I have done on the walls
Things I have said written in the dust
Doors half hinged
Rooms filled with shadowy things half remembered
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But there is one door I cannot pass
A room I will not enter
where the memories are too painful.
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