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Post No. 919
The Past
The past keeps pace with the present
A moving shadow walking in our shoes
Echoing who we were
Molding us into who we are
Tap, tap, tap in stiletto heels
Clomp, clomp, clomp in brogues
There’s no escaping history
Just how is a mystery, but
The past lies waiting at the gate
Copyright Denise G Allen, 6 April 2016 10:30