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Left On the Track

discarded roses
left on the track
crushed hopes of love
left to die by oncoming train
dying embers of faith
in the humanity of another

Shelia TaylorMay 30, 2017My Writing, Poem, Poetry

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 I respect and acknowledge the Gadigal people of the Eora Nation as the First Peoples and Traditional Custodians of the land where I live. I pay my respect to their Elders, past, present and emerging.
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"How you spend this little dance with destiny, that's up to you, but when you find your band, you find your band." ~Phil, Roadies

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