Separation of Autumn

It is now coming December where most would hear lovely Christmas songs I hear heartache beckoning me to stick with the pain. Surprisingly I’m not pinning myself to any form of torture. The emotions I once felt are ghosts trying to reel me in. So I guess it calls for an old poem to set the mood to their haunting.

POEM

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