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Flickering Backwards
Ash rains down
Stinging once powerful lungs
Even left here in ruins
I still remember the beginning
When Joints relaxed
With willful blindness
Fractured remembrances
Seared together with surreal present
Stolen smiles clash
With swollen eyes
Ignorant complaints overshadowed
By screams wrongfully induced
Your once relaxed gaze
Are now empty, stormy greys
We had our whole lives before us
But now, things have changed
Our youth is so far gone
We had to grow up far too fast
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