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on the shelf
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2011 On the shelf
Left by itself
Becoming a fixture
Behind a mixture
Left far back
Into the black
Long forgotten
Decayed and rotten
Covered with dust
What was once robust
Falling apart
A dismembered art
Throughout the years
As it slowly disappears
Fading to grey
Hidden from display
A memory of illusion
Just another occlusion
In the reality of fates collusion
Into the shelf it integrates
And finally disintegrates
