As I lay to rest in my bed my mind walks slowly through the places I have passed that day
I see faces...I hear words.....I touch hands and stroke hair. There are smells and tastes
at times I
//////WINCE//////
as I realize that I have mishandled this one or that one
and then I fold it all together and put it away as a day I shall never have to see again
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