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Childhood

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These phantoms crowd about
My lonely heart:
Their eyes are cold
But their embrace is warm –
Dread yet familiar ghosts.

Childhood.

Old men use such memories
To feed their fading fires—

But they are bitter to me.
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a beautiful andtouchingwritting..enjoyed thereading //10++++

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a beautiful andtouchingwritting..enjoyed thereading //10++++

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Indira Renganathan 30 May 2009

Quite touching...last four lines are meaningful...great

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David Taylor 30 May 2009

Poignant and striking, well written Ashley

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