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False Memory (Free verse) by nentwined Yesteryear’s good
Was ever facade
No deep noble roots
But shallow bright sod
A lawn for the few
The Eloi dressed well
While liminal Morlocks
Fed on their souls
And the rest of the world
Was quietly bled
Not even a footnote
To account for the dead.
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Posted: May 31, 2021 5:41 PM PDT; Last modified: June 2, 2021 10:17 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.1897035 Overall Rank: 4778 Comments:
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Dovina @ 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1
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23-Jun-21/12:03 PM
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You call it "false memory" and I hope it is. Otherwise it's a morbid, but uniquely phrased, look back. Perhaps a mind like mine; it can go either way.
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