In the Silence of My PersonA Poem by Alfred KukitzMany past moments fall by the wayside of memory. I know there are many I can't recall.There is a small inkling of sadness washing over my old forgotten memories. I hear echoes of a man I knew vaguely who seem to have vanished in the wind. The wish here is all those beautiful moments to come running home and live with me in the silence of my person. © 2014 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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