Poem written by Me in 1992

After the dance

_____________________

Now it’s a memory

Brilliant flashes of light, dancing laughter

All memories.

Buzzing,

She sat and watched her flowers die

Slowly.

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born in the 70's, raised in the 80's, jolled in the 90's, started my legal career in the 00's: these are my memories.

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