Visions Of Memories

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Visions of memories 
are jumping 
from the walls 
right into the face

 of my lonelyness. 

 Secrets of some 
long gone events 
are coming out of the dark of my own misery. 

 Desires, I have never known for, 
are swallowing me 
in the constant 
of my neverending