R.M. Dolin, April 15, 2024 Pages are meant for turning,moments meant for passing,yet some linger like shadowsbrought to lifeunder a fog enshrouded lampposton a misty night.Silent and distant,providing little comfortno matter how muchtheir presence is welcomed.Do you remember loving me,or was it just a lieI …
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