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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. These things now touched By indifferent hands Sit out of context On and under Long folding tables Like shocked survivors Of some unexpected disaster They await a future Bereft before of what and who Made it all worthwhile Now some are chosen By other would be owners While many once cherished Are left behind For when morning comes Bringing men in uniforms To take them far from home . |
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Seoulair Senior Member
since 2008-03-27
Posts 807Seoul S.Korea |
Thousands years human history. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
The saddest thing in the world is to have to sort through the once cherished belongings of someone who is deceased. This touching observation reminded me of that sad duty. Ida |
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