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Souveniers

Sometimes I can see them,
Sometimes they are invisible,
But I always feel their presence.
 
The signposts,
Of my continued existence,
Over the last year.
 
My souvenirs,
Trying to define my present,
As they defined my past.
 
My signposts,
My souvenirs,
My scars.
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