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\"void\"
poetry [ ]
age.
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by Christopher Thripp [chris thripp ]
2008-03-12
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There is a space in
our minds for dwelling
on the past...
This space gets bigger
every day.
When we reach
old age and ready to
die...
This space becomes
filled with memories.
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