A Cold Realization

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are these what they seem to be

is this truly reality

this place where all is not

and all dreams are rest to rot

the feeling that hope long since fled

or maybe even this is its deathbed

or was it just the vagabond

passing through, not to belong

if this is true, the latter,

then i truly wish i could have flattered,

maybe asked it to linger here

but it's gone, that much is clear...

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Hey, Josh. It's me, Dawn... I wanted to say that I loved the poem. I'm sorry that I haven't been keeping up on your site. I've had a lot going on in my life with relationship problems, beginning college soon and everything. I miss talking to you and everything. I have a new AIM: XxXOctober Rust. Contact me soon, okay? *hugs* Miss you, Leprechaun!