To hide
Words unspoken
Returning solitude
After forgotten
Contempt
Whatever
Rewind
To hide
In solitude
Forgettable
An endless winter
Trolling in self loathing
Self doubt
Rewind
To hide
Awakening
The promise of spring
Then you remember
The smell of rain
And the kettle screams
BGeneric 
the promise of a new morning, the rising sun, and a smile, great poem
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superb.
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Thank you : )
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excellent. I like this muchly.
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Thank you :-)
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