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View of a sweatered arm...

If you knew me yesterday,
You do not know me today.
For I am changing, shedding,
becoming what is from what was.

Behind, I leave metallic mementos;
gold-silver threads of my existence.
Each one spun of fallen time
and the essence of my evolution.

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bonafide_rarity
Feb. 3rd, 2011 08:04 pm (UTC)
mmm I love this
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