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ONLY IMAGES REMAIN

A strong gale gathers 

whipps over my being

long black hair tangles

grabbing red ribbons

untieing their knots

blowing them away

only images remain

melodies

return in the night

a song still sings

humming in the breeze

a heart full of desire

the song of yesterday

only images remain

silhouttes 

dance before my eyes

once more so familiar 

oh face of yesterday

you play with my mind

reminds me of what was

only images remain.

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