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They disappeared
Like the mist of morn
In the cool of autumn
Time collapsed, elapsed
Why is it I missed it?
Was there something,
Something I needed to do?
Forgotten, buried deep
In the folds of my thoughts
Blanked out by the night
As I drift, awake
Falling, into the abyss
Perhaps, perchance
To find what it was
That lingered within
Then suddenly left
Never to return…
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