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Sometimes when you think

You have a hold on life

All falls apart within a blink

You wake up dazed

Wondering what happened

To your life, the place

You lived, the people

It gave meaning to...

When too much has gone

Then it's time to move on

And start the process again

A ghost sheltering ghosts

Is not a life to be lived

But the illusion of one

Sometimes moving on

Is not giving up

But necessity born

From lessons learned