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Saint Merries.

When did it start ,when did it end
A perfect world with a dreamy blend
A place that combinedly felt warm and solus 
It was ok, for no one didn't have to pretend

I would feel the silence because of all the noises
One would have to listen to hear the voices
And I would come in and stand still in the chaos
then I would find myself at the Centre of four poises

2 shrilled voiced girls, one short one tall
2 strangely looking familiar boys as I recall
May be  2 of them were twins or siblings
I don't remember that or there faces at all.

I never asked for or maybe slipped their names
we would stick together without any claims
then one day, there were new noises
all the voices reaching for their aims 

When did it start ,when did it end
A perfect world with a dreamy blend
A place that combinedly felt warm and solus 
It was ok, for nobody knew to pretend


                                                

 .                                                                                           (19/10/16)
                                                                     

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