In Memory of Those Who Traveled This Way Before
In Memory of What Was and What Could Have Been
Sometimes I Look Back and Remember The Strugglers Who Are No More, Some of Them Started Before Me, Some of Them After
The Initial Joy During the Early Run And I Was There As Things Fell Slowly Apart Day By Day, Till There Was Nothing, Not Even Hope
Gone Now, Their Lives Remembered Less and Less Until Merciful Oblivion Puts to Rest The Small Memories Remaining In The Feeble Mind of This Survivor Who, From Time To Time, Still Remembers
© David Evans, November 11, 2010T
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